I Do Not Wish You To Act

Earth, With Her Thousand Voices, Praises God.

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.

There Is No Such Thing As A Worthless Book Though There Are Some Far Worse Than Worthless; No Book That Is Not Worth Preserving, If Its Existence May Be Tolerated; As There May Be Some Men Whom It May Be Proper To Hang, But None Should Be Suffered To Starve.

And In Life's Noisiest Hour, There Whispers Still The Ceaseless Love Of Thee, The Heart's Self-solace And Soliloquy. You Mould My Hopes, You Fashion Me Within.

Force Yourself To Reflect On What You Read, Paragraph By Paragraph.