The Past Is The Sepulchre Of Our

How Like A Railway Tunnel Is The Poor Man's Life, With The Light Of Childhood At One End, The Intermediate Gloom, And Only The Glimmer Of A Future Life At The Other Extremity!

The Breath Becomes A Stone; The Stone, A Plant; The Plant, An Animal; The Animal, A Man; The Man, A Spirit; And The Spirit, A God.

Character Is Very Much A Matter Of Health.

Courage Enlarges, Cowardice Diminishes Resources.

It Is With A Company As It Is With A Punch, Everything Depends Upon The Ingredients Of Which It In Composed.