Who Loves A Garden Still His Eden

One Must Be Rich In Thought And Character To Owe Nothing To Books, Though Preparation Is Necessary To Profitable Reading; And The Less Reading Is Better Than More;--book-struck Men Are Of All Readers Least Wise, However Knowing Or Learned.

Of Gifts, There Seems None More Becoming To Offer A Friend Than A Beautiful Book.

Civilization Degrades The Many To Exalt The Few.

Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves To Us, If We Take Them Tenderly And Truly, Nor Need We But Love Them Devotedly To Become Members Of An Immortal Fraternity, Superior To Accident Or Change.

Genius Has Oftenest Been The Pariah Of His Time, The Unhoused God Whom None Cared For, Unnamed Till They Whom He First Promoted, Enriched And Honored, Found It Honorable To Own Their Benefactor.