What Sad Faces One Always

Self-denial Is Indispensable To A Strong Character, And The Highest Kind Comes From A Religious Stock.

There Is No Intercessor, Angel, Mediator, Between Man And God; For Man Can Speak And God Hear, Each For Himself. He Requires No Advocates To Plead For Men.

Greatness Is Its Own Torment.

What A Joy Is There In A Good Book, Writ By Some Great Master Of Thought, Who Breaks Into Beauty As In Summer The Meadow Into Grass And Dandelions And Violets, With Geraniums And Manifold Sweetness.

Man Is The Highest Product Of His Own History. The Discoverer Finds Nothing So Grand Or Tall As Himself, Nothing So Valuable To Him. The Greatest Star Is At The Small End, Of The Telescope,--the Star That Is Looking, Not Looked After Nor Looked At.