As Half In Shade And Half In

Go Where Glory Waits Thee! But While Fame Elates Thee, Oh, Still Remember Me!

How Sickness Enlarges The Dimensions Of A Man's Self To Himself! Supreme Selfishness Is Inculcated Upon Him As His Only Duty.

A Book Reads The Better Which Is Our Own, And Has Been So Long Known To Us, That We Know The Topography Of Its Blots, And Dog's Ears, And Can Trace The Dirt In It To Having Read It At Tea With Buttered Muffins.

Our Spirits Grow Gray Before Our Hairs.

All People Have Their Blind Side-their Superstitions.