I like to read about Moses best, in th' Old Testament. He carried a hard business well through, and died when other folks were going to reap the fruits; a man must have courage to look after his life so, and think what'll come f it after he's dead and gone.

We are all apt to believe what the world believes about us.

If a woman's young and pretty, I think you can see her good looks all the better for her being plainly dressed.

There was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens, too, were one still, pale cloud; no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.

I flutter all ways, and fly in none.

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.

Alas! the scientific conscience had got into the debasing company of money obligation and selfish respects.