A grindstone that had not grit in it, how long would it take to sharpen an ax? And affairs that had not grit in them, how long would they take to make a man?

Now comes the mystery.

You have come into a hard world. I know of only one easy place in it, and that is the grave.

There is not a heart but has its moments of longing, yearning for something better; nobler; holier than it knows now.

Watch lest prosperity destroy generosity.

That is true culture which helps us to work for the social betterment of all.

We know much of a writer by his style. An open and imperious disposition is shown in short sentences, direct and energetic. A secretive and proud mind is cold and obscure in style. An affectionate and imaginative nature pours out luxuriantly, and blossoms all over with ornament.