Men Of Much Depth Of

Many A Man Has A Kind Of A Kaleidoscope, Where The Bits Of Broken Glass Are His Own Merits And Fortunes; And They Fall Into Harmonious Arrangements, And Delight Him, Often Most Mischievously And To His Ultimate Detriment; But They Are A Present Pleasure.

In A Balanced Organization, Working Towards A Common Objective, There Is Success.

The Measure Of Civilization In A People Is To Be Found In Its Just Appreciation Of The Wrongfulness Of War.

Infinite Toil Would Not Enable You To Sweep Away A Mist; But By Ascending A Little, You May Often Look Over It Altogether. So It Is With Our Moral Improvement: We Wrestle Fiercely With A Vicious Habit, Which Could Have No Hold Upon Us If We Ascended Into A Higher Moral Atmosphere.

What A Blessing This Smoking Is! Perhaps The Greatest That We Owe To The Discovery Of America.