Yet, Should Thy Darkest Fears

It Is A Hard, Embittering Thing To Have One's Kind Feelings And Good Intentions Cast Back In One's Teeth.

What A Fool You Must Be," Said My Head To My Heart, Or My Sterner To My Softer Self.

Keep Both Heart And Hand In Your Own Possession, Till You See Good Reason To Part With Them.

All Our Talents Increase In The Using, And Every Faculty, Both Good And Bad, Strengthens By Exercise.

All True Histories Contain Instruction; Though, In Some, The Treasure May Be Hard To Find, And When Found, So Trivial In Quantity, That The Dry, Shriveled Kernel Scarcely Compensates For The Trouble Of Cracking The Nut.