Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,- not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,- not are, nor will be.

Make no more giants, God!But elevate the race at once!

My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

How good is life, the mere living!

Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.

Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.