Slander Is The Solace Of Malignity.

The Art Of Saying Well What One Thinks Is Different From The Faculty Of Thinking. The Latter May Be Very Deep And Lofty And Far- Reaching, While The Former Is Altogether Wanting.

Living Requires But Little Life; Doing Requires Much.

A False Mind Is False In Everything, Just As A Cross Eye Always Looks Askant. But One May Err Once, Nay, A Hundred Times, Without Being Double-minded. There Can Never Be Mental Duplicity Where There Is Sincerity.

One Can With Dignity Be Wife And Widow But Once.

The Soul Paints Itself In Our Machines.