There Is Something Magnificent In Having A

No Sincere Desire Of Doing Good Need Make An Enemy Of A Single Human Being; That Philanthropy Has Surely A Flaw In It Which Cannot Sympathize With The Oppressor Equally As With The Oppressed.

Nature Fits All Her Children With Something To Do, He Who Would Write And Can't Write, Can Surely Review.

Let Us Be Of Good Cheer, However, Remembering That The Misfortunes Hardest To Bear Are Those Which Never Come.

The Heart Forgets Its Sorrow And Ache.

Fate Loves Best Such Syllables As Are Sweet And Sonorous On The Tongue.