What We Gave, We Have; What We

We Should Be As Careful Of The Books We Read, As Of The Company We Keep. The Dead Very Often Have More Power Than The Living.

The Leaves Do Not Change Color From The Blighting Touch Of The Frost, But From The Process Of Natural Decay. They Fall When The Fruit Has Been Ripened And Their Work Is Done. And Their Splendid Change Of Coloring Is But Their Graceful And Beautiful Surrender Of Life, When They Have Finished Their Summer Offering Of Service To God And Man.

Some So Speak In Exaggerations And Superlatives That We Need To Make A Large Discount From Their Statements Before We Can Come At Their Real Meaning.

Deviation From Either Truth Or Duty Is A Downward Path.

Sinful And Forbidden Pleasures Are Like Poisoned Bread; They May Satisfy Appetite For The Moment, But There Is Death In Them At The End.