Prudence is the footprint of Wisdom.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

Our friends interpret the world and ourselves to us, if we take them tenderly and truly.

The eyes have a property in things and territories not named in any title-deeds, and are the owners of our choicest possessions.

Devotees of grammatical studies have not been distinguished for any very remarkable felicities of expression

Nor do we accept, as genuine the person not characterized by this blushing bashfulness, this youthfulness of heart, this sensibility to the sentiment of suavity and self-respect. Modesty is bred of self-reverence. Fine manners are the mantle of fair minds. None are truly great without this ornament.

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.