No Man Who Has Not Sat In

Those Who Are Successfully To Lead Their Fellow-men, Should Have Once Possessed The Nobler Feelings. We Have All Known Individuals Whose Magnanimity Was Not Likely To Be Troublesome On Any Occasion; But Then They Betrayed Their Own Interests By Unwisely Omitting The Consideration, That Such Feelings Might Exist In The Breasts Of Those Whom They Had To Guide And Govern: For They Themselves Cannot Even Remember The Time When In Their Eyes Justice Appeared Preferable To Expediency, The Happiness Of Others To Self-interest, Or The Welfare Of A State To The Advancement Of A Party.

They Tell Us That "pity Is Akin To Love;" If So, Pity Must Be A Poor Relation.

He Who Is Continually Changing His Point Of View Sees More, And More Clearly, Than One Who, Statue-like, Forever Stands Upon The Same Pedestal; However Lofty And Well-placed That Pedestal May Be.

No Man, Or Woman, Was Ever Cured Of Love By Discovering The Falseness Of His Or Her Lover. The Living Together For Three Long, Rainy Days In The Country Has Done More To Dispel Love Than All The Perfidies In Love That Have Ever Been Committed.

Infinite Toil Would Not Enable You To Sweep Away A Mist; But By Ascending A Little You May Often Look Over It Altogether.