Where women are, the better things are implied if not spoken.

That is a good book which is opened with expectation, and closed with delight and profit.

Sympathy wanting, all is wanting; its personal magnetism is the conductor of the sacred spark that lights our atoms, puts us m human communion, and gives us to company, conversation, and ourselves.

Truth is sensitive and jealous of the least encroachment upon its sacredness.

Civilization degrades the many to exalt the few.

Experience converts us to ourselves when books fail us.

Fullness is always quiet; agitation will answer for empty vessels only.