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Life Is A Festival Only To The Wise. Seen From The Nook And Chimneyside Of Prudence, It Wears A Ragged And Dangerous Front.

Preaching Is The Expression Of Moral Sentiments Applied To The Duties Of Life.

Although Knaves Win In Every Political Struggle, Although Society Seems To Be Delivered Over From The Hands Of One Set Of Criminals Into The Hands Of Another Set Of Criminals, As Fast As The Government Is Changed, And The March Of Civilization Is A Train Of Felonies, Yet, General Ends Are Somehow Answered.

The Resources Of The Scholar Are Proportioned To His Confidence In The Attributes Of The Intellect.

The End Of The Human Race Will Be That It Will Eventually Die Of Civilization.