Be Good, Sweet Maid, And Let Who

Science Frees Us In Many Ways...from The Bodily Terror Which The Savage Feels. But She Replaces That, In The Minds Of Many, By A Moral Terror Which Is Far More Overwhelming.

Make It A Rule And Pray To God To Help You Keep It . . . Never, If Possible, To Lie Down At Night Without Being Able To Say "i Have Made One Human Being At Least A Little Wiser, A Little Happier, Or A Little Better This Day."

Music Is A Sacred, A Divine, A God-like Thing, And Was Given To Man By Christ To Lift Our Hearts Up To God, And Make Us Feel Something Of The Glory And Beauty Of God, And Of All Which God Has Made.

Therefore, Let Us Be Patient, Patient; And Let God Our Father Teach His Own Lesson, His Own Way. Let Us Try To Learn It Well And Quickly; But Do Not Let Us Fancy That He Will Ring The School-bell, And Send Us To Play Before Our Lesson Is Learnt.

You Are Not Very Good If You Are Not Better Than Your Best Friends Imagine You To Be.