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Love Is The Key To Felicity, Nor Is There A Heaven To Any Who Love Not. We Enter Paradise Through Its Gates Only.

Pity The Mother Who Assumes The Name Without Being All This Implies!

Nor Do We Accept, As Genuine The Person Not Characterized By This Blushing Bashfulness, This Youthfulness Of Heart, This Sensibility To The Sentiment Of Suavity And Self-respect. Modesty Is Bred Of Self-reverence. Fine Manners Are The Mantle Of Fair Minds. None Are Truly Great Without This Ornament.

Nor Is A Day Lived If The Dawn Is Left Out Of It, With The Prospects It Opens. Who Speaks Charmingly Of Nature Or Of Mankind, Like Him Who Comes Bibulous Of Sunrise And The Fountains Of Waters?

Education May Work Wonders As Well In Warping The Genius Of Individuals As In Seconding It.