Conversation is an abandonment to ideas, a surrender to persons.
Action and blood now get the game. Disdain treads on the peaceful name.
To be ignorant of one's ignorance is the malady of the ignorant.
Our bravest and best lessons are not learned through success, but through misadventure.
A work of real merit finds favor at last.
Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.