It Is Not The End Of Joy

As Winter Strips The Leaves From Around Us, So That We May See The Distant Regions They Formerly Concealed, So Old Age Takes Away Our Enjoyments Only To Enlarge The Prospect Of The Coming Eternity.

Love Lessens Woman's Delicacy And Increases Man's.

Strong Characters Are Brought Out By Change Of Situation, And Gentle Ones By Permanence.

Joys Are Our Wings, Sorrows Our Spurs.

What A Father Says To His Children Is Not Heard By The World, But It Will Be Heard By Posterity.