One Must Be Rich In

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

Friends Are The Leaders Of The Bosom, Being More Ourselves Than We Are, And We Complement Our Affections In Theirs.

Debate Is Angular, Conversation Circular And Radiant Of The Underlying Unity.

Modesty Is Bred Of Self-reverence. Fine Manners Are The Mantle Of Fair Minds.

One Must Be Rich In Thought And Character To Owe Nothing To Books.