A Noise Like Of A Hidden Brook

All Men, Even The Most Surly Are Influenced By Affection.

There Is Small Chance Of Truth At The Goal, Where There Is Not Childlike Humility At The Starting-post.

A Falsehood Is, In One Sense, A Dead Thing; But Too Often It Moves About, Galvanized By Self-will, And Pushes The Living Out Of Their Seats.

The Happiness Of Life Is Made Up Of Minute Fractions - The Little, Soon Forgotten Charities Of A Kiss Or A Smile, A Kind Look Or Heartfelt Compliment.

Nature Is A Wary Wily Long-breathed Old Witch, Tough-lived As A Turtle And Divisible As The Polyp, Repullulative In A Thousand Snips And Cuttings, Integra Et In Toto! She Is Sure To Get The Better Of Lady Mind In The Long Run, And To Take Her Revenge Too Transforms Our To Day Into A Canvass Dead-colored To Receive The Dull Featureless Portait Of Yesterday.