The cleverness of avarice is but the cunning of imbecility.

Youth, with swift feet, walks onward in the way; the land of joy lies all before his eyes.

Beautiful eyes in the face of a handsome woman are like eloquence to speech.

Fate whirls on the bark, and the rough gale sweeps from the rising tide the lazy calm of thought.

As it has been finely expressed, "Principle is a passion for truth." And as an earlier and homelier writer hath it, "The truths we believe in are the pillars of our world.

A prudent consideration for Number One.

The real truthfulness of all works of imagination, sculpture, painting, and written fiction, is so purely in the imagination, that the artist never seeks to represent positive truth, but the idealized image of a truth