We Will Not Anticipate The

A Progeny Of Learning.

The Number Of Those Who Undergo The Fatigue Of Judging For Themselves Is Very Small Indeed.

Madam, A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge; It Blossoms Through The Year. And Depend On It That They Who Are So Fond Of Handling The Leaves, Will Long For The Fruit At Last.

There Needs No Small Degree Of Address To Gain The Reputation Of Benevolence Without Incurring The Expense.

The Heart That Is Conscious Of Its Own Integrity Is Ever Slow To Credit Another´s Treachery.