Which I Wish To Remark--

Perhaps There Is No Gift Of Nature That Requires As Little Exertion On The Part Of The Owner As Personal Beauty. I Am Not Certain But That It Is This Very Absence Of Effort Which Excites Our Admiration.

One Big Vice In A Man Is Apt To Keep Out A Great Many Smaller Ones.

There Is Peace In The Swamp, Though The Quiet Is Death

For The Glory Born Of Goodness Never Dies, And Its Flag Is Not Half-masted In The Skies.

Never A Tear Bedims The Eye That Time And Patience Will Not Dry.