Jails And Prisons Are The Complement Of

Observation - Activity Of Both Eyes And Ears.

Jails And Prisons Are The Complement Of Schools; So Many Less As You Have Of The Latter, So Many More Must You Have Of The Former.

Lost, Yesterday, Somewhere Between Sunrise And Sunset, Two Golden Hours, Each Set With Sixty Diamond Minutes. No Reward Is Offered For They Are Gone Forever.

Had I The Power, I Would Scatter Libraries Over The Whole Land As The Sower Sows His Wheatfield.

Temptation Is A Fearful Word. It Indicates The Beginning Of A Possible Series Of Infinite Evils. It Is The Ringing Of An Alarm Bell, Whose Melancholy Sounds May Reverberate Through Eternity. Like The Sudden, Sharp Cry Of "fire!" Under Our Windows By Night, It Should Rouse Us To Instantaneous Action, And Brace Every Muscle To Its Highest Tension.