Want Of Occupation Is The Bane Of

The Soul Of The Truly Benevolent Man Does Not Seem To Reside Much In His Own Body. Its Life, To A Great Extent, Is A Mere Reflex Of The Lives Of Others. It Migrates Into Their Bodies, And Identifying Its Existence With Their Existence, Finds Its Own Happiness In Increasing And Prolonging Their Pleasures, In Extinguishing Or Solacing Their Pains.

We Must Be Purposely Kind And Generous Or We Miss The Best Part Of Life's Existence.

Had I The Power, I Would Scatter Libraries Over The Whole Land As The Sower Sows His Wheatfield.

We Who Are Engaged In The Sacred Cause Of Education Are Entitled To Look Upon All Parents As Having Given Hostages To Our Cause.

There Is Nothing So Costly As Ignorance.