Pure motives do not insure perfect results.

Luminous quotations, also, atone, by their interest, for the dulness of an inferior book, and add to the value of a superior work by the variety which they lend to its style and treatment.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

Neither love nor ambition, as it has often been shown, can brook a division of its empire in the heart.

The heart contracts as the pocket expands.

Pride is like the beautiful acacia, that lifts its head proudly above its neighbor plants-forgetting that it too, like them, has its roots in the dirt.

Care, admitted as guest, quickly turns to be master.