The Poisons Are Our Principal Medicines, Which

In The Presence Of Nature, A Wild Delight Runs Through The Man, In Spite Of Real Sorrows.

Finish Each Day And Be Done With It. You Have Done What You Could. Some Blunders And Absurdities No Doubt Crept In; Forget Them As Soon As You Can. Tomorrow Is A New Day; Begin It Well And Serenely And With Too High A Spirit To Be Encumbered With Your Old Nonsense.

The Light By Which We See In This World Comes Out From The Soul Of The Observer. Wherever Any Noble Sentiment Dwelt, It Made The Faces And Houses Around To Shine. Nay, The Powers Of This Busy Brain Are Miraculous And Illimitable.

Good Manners Are Made Up Of Petty Sacrifices.

The Subject Is Said To Have The Property Of Making Dull Men Eloquent.