nothing is more common than to mistake the sign for the thing itself; nor is any practice more frequent than that of endeavoring to acquire the exterior mark, without once thinking to labor after the interior grace.
Hannah MoreSweet is the breath of praise when given by those whose own high merit claims the praise they give.
Hannah MoreOh! the joy Of young ideas painted on the mind, In the warm glowing colors fancy spreads On objects not yet known, when all is new, And all is lovely.
Hannah MoreIf we commit any crime, or do any good here, it must be in thought; for our words are few and our deeds none at all.
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