Fate Is Unpenetrated Causes.

When The Act Of Reflection Takes Place In The Mind, When We Look At Ourselves In The Light Of Thought, We Discover That Our Life Is Embosomed In Beauty.

Good Bye, Proud World! I'm Going Home; Thou Art Not My Friend, And I'm Not Thine

Money, Which Represents The Prose Of Life, And Which Is Hardly Spoken Of In Parlors Without An Apology, Is, In Its Effects And Laws, As Beautiful As Roses.

Every Man Is Actually Weak, And Apparently Strong. To Himself, He Seems Weak; To Others, Formidable.

Health And Appetite Impart The Sweetness To Sugar, Bread And Meat.