Thought Is The Wind, Knowledge The Sail,

Love, It Has Been Said, Flows Downward. The Love Of Parents For Their Children Has Always Been Far More Powerful Than That Of Children For Their Parents; And Who Among The Sons Of Men Ever Loved God With A Thousandth Part Of The Love Which God Has Manifested To Us?

What Hypocrites We Seem To Be Whenever We Talk Of Ourselves! Our Words Sound So Humble, While Our Hearts Are So Proud.

Every Irishman, The Saying Goes, Has A Potato In His Head.

Crimes Sometimes Shock Us Too Much; Vices Almost Always Too Little.

A Statesman, We Are Told, Should Follow Public Opinion. Doubtless, As A Coachman Follows His Horses; Having Firm Hold On The Reins And Guiding Them.