A Man's Mother Is His Misfortune, But

A Slight Daily Unconscious Luxury Is Hardly Ever Wanting To The Dwellers In Civilization; Like The Gentle Air Of A Genial Climate, It Is A Perpetual Minute Enjoyment.

Great And Terrible Systems Of Divinity And Philosophy Lie Round About Us, Which, If True, Might Drive A Wise Man Mad.

We See But One Aspect Of Our Neighbor, As We See But One Side Of The Moon; In Either Case There Is Also A Dark Half, Which Is Unknown To Us. We All Come Down To Dinner, But Each Has A Room To Himself.

No Man Has Come So Near Our Definition Of A Constitutional Statesman - The Powers Of A First-rate Man And The Creed Of A Second-rate Man.

Nations Touch At Their Summits.