The Eye Is Inlet To The Soul.

That Kind Of Discipline Whose Pungent Severity Is In The Manifestations Of Paternal Love, Compassion, And Tenderness Is The Most Sure Of Its Object.

Prosperity Seems To Be Scarcely Safe, Unless It Be Mixed With A Little Adversity.

Not The Least Misfortune In A Prominent Falsehood Is The Fact That Tradition Is Apt To Repeat It For Truth.

A Wise Providence Consoles Our Present Afflictions By Joys Borrowed From The Future.

Attempt To Teach The Young But Little At A Time; This Will Be Easier To Impart, Easier To Receive, And Surer To Be Retained.