Sin In This Country Has

Averageness Is A Quality We Must Put Up With. Men March Toward Civilization In Column Formation, And By The Time The Van Has Learned To Admire The Masters The Rear Is Drawing Reluctantly Away From The Totem Pole.

Cast Your Cares On God; That Anchor Holds.

That Is The Consolation Of A Little Mind; You Have The Fun Of Changing It Without Impeding The Progress Of Mankind.

Many People Lose Their Tempers Merely From Seeing You Keep Yours.

There Ought To Be Some Sign In A Book About Man, That The Writer Knows Thoroughly One Man At Least.