Among The Smaller Duties Of Life I

No Furniture Is So Charming As Books.

Great Men Hallow A Whole People, And Lift Up All Who Live In Their Time.

Lucy, Dear Child, Mind Your Arithmetic. You Know In The First Sum Of Yours I Ever Saw There Was A Mistake. You Had Carried Two (as A Cab Is Licensed To Do), And You Ought, Dear Lucy, To Have Carried But One. Is This A Trifle? What Would Life Be Without Arithmetic, But A Scene Of Horrors.

In Composing, As A General Rule, Run Your Pen Through Every Other Word You Have Written; You Have No Idea What Vigor It Will Give Your Style.

Find Fault, When You Must Find Fault, In Private, If Possible; And Some Time After The Offense, Rather Than At The Time.