How narrow our souls become when absorbed in any present good or ill! It is only the thought of the future that makes them great.
It is easier and handier for men to flatter than to praise.
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.
You prove your worth with your actions, not with your mouth.
feelings of man are always pure and the brightest to the meeting time and Farewell.
The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.