Business Before Pleasure.

Ah, Tell Me Not That Memory Sheds Gladness O'er The Past, What Is Recalled By Faded Flowers, Save That They Did Not Last?

Charity Is A Calm, Severe Duty; It Must Be Intellectual, To Be Advantageous. It Is A Strange Mistake That It Should Ever Be Considered A Merit; Its Fulfillment Is Only What We Owe To Each Other, And Is A Debt Never Paid To Its Full Extent.

A Friend Is Never Alarmed For Us In The Right Place.

Alas! We Give Our Own Coloring To The Actions Of Others.

Consistency Is A Human Word, But It Certainly Expresses Nothing Human.