Whom We Fear More Than

Youth Is Rather To Be Pitied Than Envied By People In Years Since It Is Doomed To Toil Through The Rugged Road Of Life Which The Others Have Passed Through, In Search Of Happiness That Is Not To Be Met With In It And That, At The Highest, Can Be Compounded For Only By The Blessing Of A Contented Mind.

She Who Is More Ashamed Of Dishonesty Than Of Poverty Will Not Be Easily Overcome.

All Human Excellence Is But Comparative — There Are Persons Who Excel Us, As Much As We Fancy We Excel The Meanest.

He Only Who Gave Life Has A Power Over It.

Beauty Is An Accidental And Transient Good.