Men, Like Musical Instruments, Seem Made To

The Legitimate Aim Of Criticism Is To Direct Attention To The Excellent. The Bad Will Dig Its Own Grave, And The Imperfect May Safely Be Left To That Final Neglect From Which No Amount Of Present Undeserved Popularity Can Rescue It.

Something Of A Person's Character May Be Observed By How They Smile. Some Never Smile They Only Grin.

Love's Sweetest Meanings Are Unspoken; The Full Heart Knows No Rhetoric Of Words.

Tears Are Nature's Lotion For The Eyes. The Eyes See Better For Being Washed By Them.

Character Is Very Much A Matter Of Health.