Time Is A Trust, And For Every

Though It Is A Great Mistake To Make Friends Of The Wicked And Foolish, It Is Unwise To Make Enemies Of Them, For They Are Very Numerous.

Life Is A Great Gift, And As We Reach Years Of Discretion, Most Of Us Naturally Ask Ourselves What Should Be The Main Object Of Our Existence.

Happy Indeed Is The Naturalist: To Him The Seasons Come Round Like Old Friends; To Him The Birds Sing: As He Walks Along, The Flowers Stretch Out From The Hedges, Or Look Up From The Ground, And As Each Year Fades Away, He Looks Back On A Fresh Store Of Happy Memories.

Many A Blessing Has Been Recognized Too Late.

We Are All Great Landed Proprietors, If We Only Knew It. What We Lack Is Not Land, But The Power To Enjoy It. Moreover, This Great Inheritance Has The Additional Advantage That It Entails No Labor, Requires No Management. The Landlord Has The Trouble, But The Landscape Belongs To Everyone Who Has Eyes To See It.