Deceit and treachery skulk with hatred, but an honest spirit flieth with anger.
Speech is the golden harvest that followeth the flowering of thought.
Lies can destroy, but not create.
It is sure to be dark if you shut your eyes.
Happiness is a roadside flower growing on the highways of usefulness; plucked, it shall wither in thy hand; passed by, it is fragrance to thy spirit. Trample the thyme beneath thy feet; be useful, be happy.
Error is a hardy plant; it flourisheth in every soil; In the heart of the wise and good, alike with the wicked and foolish; For there is no error so crooked, but it hath in it some lines of truth.