Many Can Argue - Not Many Converse.

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.

Nature Is Thought Immersed In Matter. . .

Creeds, Like Other Goods, Pass By Inheritance To Descendants.

Our Dreams Drench Us In Senses, And Senses Steps Us Again In Dreams.

Friendship Is A Plant That Loves The Sun, Thrives Ill Under Clouds.