There Can Be No Merit

Many Of The Greatest Men Have Owed Their Success To Industry Rather Than To Cleverness.

Happy Indeed Is The Naturalist: To Him The Seasons Come Round Like Old Friends; To Him The Birds Sing: As He Walks Along, The Flowers Stretch Out From The Hedges, Or Look Up From The Ground, And As Each Year Fades Away, He Looks Back On A Fresh Store Of Happy Memories.

Your Character Will Be What You Yourself Choose To Make It.

We Must Be Careful What We Read, And Not, Like The Sailors Of Ulysses, Take Bags Of Wind For Sacks Of Treasure.

Love Seems To Beautify And Inspire All Nature. It Raises The Earthly Caterpillar Into The Ethereal Butterfly, It Paints The Feathers In Spring, It Lights The Glowworm's Lamp, It Wakens The Song Of Birds, And Inspires The Poet's Lay. Even Inanimate Nature Seems To Feel The Spell, And Flowers Glow With The Richest Colours.