Every Law Is An Infraction Of Liberty.

We May Scatter The Seeds Of Courtesy And Kindness About Us At Little Expense. Some Of Them Will Fall On Good Ground, And Grow Up Into Benevolence In The Minds Of Others, And All Of Them Will Bear Fruit Of Happiness In The Bosom Whence They Spring.

Without Publicity, No Good Is Permanent; Under The Auspices Of Publicity, No Evil Can Continue.

The Turn Of A Sentence Has Decided The Fate Of Many A Friendship, And, For Aught That We Know, The Fate Of Many A Kingdom.

Create All The Happiness You Are Able To Create; Remove All The Misery You Are Able To Remove. Every Day Will Allow You, --will Invite You To Add Something To The Pleasure Of Others, --or To Diminish Something Of Their Pains.

Prose Is When All The Lines Except The Last Go On To The End. Poetry Is When Some Of Them Fall Short Of It.