Sedition Is Bred In The Lap Of

The Charities Of Life Are Scattered Everywhere, Enameling The Vales Of Human Beings As The Flowers Paint The Meadows. They Are Not The Fruit Of Study, Nor The Privilege Of Refinement, But A Natural Instinct.

Libraries Collect The Works Of Genius Of Every Language And Every Age.

The Measure Of Progress Of Civilization Is The Progress Of The People.

Ennui Is The Desire Of Activity Without The Fit Means Of Gratifying The Desire.

Institutions May Crumble And Governments Fall, But It Is Only That They May Renew A Better Youth, And Mount Upwards Like The Eagle.