Life Is One, Religion One, Creeds Are

Nor Do We Accept, As Genuine The Person Not Characterized By This Blushing Bashfulness, This Youthfulness Of Heart, This Sensibility To The Sentiment Of Suavity And Self-respect. Modesty Is Bred Of Self-reverence. Fine Manners Are The Mantle Of Fair Minds. None Are Truly Great Without This Ornament.

None Can Teach Admirably If Not Loving His Task.

The Finer Literature, Indeed, Is Characterized By A Certain Suffusion Of The Feminine Flavor, The Finer, The More Ideal, Thought Plumed With Sentiment; Even Science Loves To Spring From Its Feet, Philosophy Affect The Clouds To Inspire And Edify.

Ideas In The Head Set Hands About Their Several Tasks.

Of Gifts, There Seems None More Becoming To Offer A Friend Than A Beautiful Book.