The Essence Of Justice Is

A True Man Never Frets About His Place In The World, But Just Slides Into It By The Gravitation Of His Nature, And Swings There As Easily As A Star.

The Unmerciful Man Is Most Certainly An Unblessed Man. His Sympathies Are All Dried Up; He Is Afflicted With A Chronic Jaundice, And Lives Timidly And Darkly In A Little, Narrow Rat-hole Of Distrust.

The Sluices Of The Grog-shop Are Fed From The Wine-glasses In The Parlor, And There Is A Lineal Descent From The Gentleman Who Hiccoughs At His Elegant Dinner-table To The Sot Who Makes A Bed Of The Gutter.

It Is As Bad To Clip Conscience As To Clip Coin; It Is As Bad To Give A Counterfeit Statement As A Counterfeit Bill.

Seeking Heaven Through Righteousness Is Not Seeking Righteousness, But Something Else;--it Is Not Loving Goodness For Goodness' Sake, But For Its Rewards.