The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people. It cannot be too often repeated that it is dangerous to enter upon a career of letters without some other means of living. An illustrious author has said in these times, "Literature must not be leant on as upon a crutch; it is little more than a stick.

To protect ourselves against the storms of passion, marriage with a woman is a harbor in the tempest; but with a bad woman it is a tempest in the harbor.

Do you know a young and beautiful woman who is not ready to flirt-just a little?

There is a proverb in the South that a woman laughs when she can, and weeps when she pleases.

Some delicate matters must be treated like pins, because if they are not seized by the right end, we get pricked.

Conscience whispers, but interest screams aloud.

Many fortunes, like rivers, have a pure source, but grow muddy as they grow large.