Let Every Man Come To God In

The Tree Is But A Huge Boquet.

When Leisure Is A Selfish Luxury, Its Very Activity, When It Stirs, Is Apt To Be Only A Kind Of Indolence Taking Exercise, That It May The Better Digest Its Selfishness.

Music Cleanses The Understanding; Inspires It, And Lifts It Into A Realm Which It Would Not Reach If It Were Left To Itself.

Pushing Any Truth Out Very Far, You Are Met By A Counter-truth.

Not That Which Men Do Worthily, But That Which They Do Successfully, Is What History Makes Haste To Record.