Nature Abhors The Old.

We Sell The Thrones Of Angels For A Short And Turbulent Pleasure.

The Only Prudence In Life Is Concentration.

Defect In Manners Is Usually The Defect Of Fine Perceptions. Elegance Comes Of No Breeding, But Of Birth.

Every Reform Was Once A Private Opinion, And When It Shall Be A Private Opinion Again, It Will Solve The Problem Of The Age.

People Do Not Seem To Realize That Their Opinion Of The World Is Also A Confession Of Character.