Nature Is No Spendthrift, But Takes The

Nature Is No Sentimentalist, - Does Not Cosset Or Pamper Us. We Must See That The World Is Rough And Surly, And Will Not Mind Drowning A Man Or A Woman; But Swallows Your Ship Like A Grain Of Dust. The Cold, Inconsiderate Of Persons, Tingles Your Blood, Benumbs Your Feet, Freezes A Man Like An Apple. The Diseases, The Elements, Fortune, Gravity, Lightning, Respect No Persons.

The Mob Is Man Voluntarily Descending To The Nature Of The Beast.

Half A Man's Wisdom Goes With His Courage.

The World Is Plentiful With Honey, But Only The Humble Bee Can Collect It.

The Right Eloquence Needs No Bell To Call The People Together, And No Constable To Keep Them.