Our Life Is Woven Wind.

Without Duty, Life Is Sort Of Boneless; It Cannot Hold Itself Together.

There Was A Time When The World Acted On Books; Now Books Act On The World.

One Should Choose For A Wife Only Such A Woman As He Would Choose For A Friend, Were She A Man.

One Man Finds In Religion His Literature And His Science, Another Finds In It His Joy And His Duty.

Necessity May Render A Doubtful Act Innocent, But It Cannot Make It Praiseworthy