There is one thing diviner than duty, namely, the bond of obligation transmuted into liberty.

Cunning is the dwarf of wisdom.

Aphorisms are portable wisdom, the quintessential extracts of thought and feeling.

Nemesis is one of God's handmaids.

Reserve may be pride fortified in ice; dignity is worth reposing on truth.

A fretful fancy is constantly flinging its possessor into gratuitous tophets.

Of all the portions of life it is in the two twilights, childhood and age, that tears fall with the most frequency; like the dew at dawn and eve.