For With Slight Efforts How

Man's Best Possession Is A Sympathetic Wife.

It Is A Strange Form Of Anger, Difficult To Cure, When Two Friends Turn Upon Each Other In Hatred.

Of Mortals There Is No One Who Is Happy. If Wealth Flows In Upon One, One May Be Perhaps Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But Still Not Happy.

High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's Heart, But Ever They Stand Close To The Brink Of Grief.

Who Cannot Open An Honest Mind No Friend Will He Be Of Mine.