Fashion Is Aristocratic-autocratic.

The Pleasant Converse Of The Fireside, The Simple Songs Of Home, The Words Of Encouragement As I Bend Over My School-tasks, The Kiss As I Lie Down To Rest, The Patient Bearing With The Freaks Of My Restless Nature, The Gentle Counsels Mingled With Reproofs And Approvals, The Sympathy That Meets And Assuages Every Sorrow, And Sweetens Every Little Success--all These Return To Me Amid The Responsibilities Which Press Upon Me Now, And I Feel As If I Had Once Lived In Heaven, And, Straying, Had Lost My Way.

There Is No Point Where Art So Nearly Touches Nature As When It Appears In The Form Of Words.

The Idle Man Stands Outside Of God's Plan, Outside Of The Ordained Scheme Of Things; And The Truest Self-respect, The Noblest Independence, And The Most Genuine Dignity, Are Not To Be Found There.

God Pity The Man Of Science Who Believes In Nothing But What He Can Prove By Scientific Methods; For If Ever A Human Being Needed Divine Pity, He Does.

Posts Of Honor Are Evermore Posts Of Danger And Of Care.