Children Are Made Of Eyes And Ears,

Children Are Made Of Eyes And Ears, And Nothing, However Minute, Escapes Their Microscopic Observation.

When Marriage Is What It Ought To Be, It Is Indeed The Very Happiest Condition Of Existence.

A Sacred Burden Is This Life Ye Bear, Look On It, Lift It, Bear It Solemnly, Stand Up And Walk Beneath It Steadfastly; Fail Not For Sorrow, Falter Not For Sin, But Onward, Upward, Till The Goal Ye Win.

I Want To Do Everything In The World That Can Be Done.

The Southern Newspapers, With Their Advertisements Of Negro Sales And Personal Descriptions Of Fugitive Slaves, Supply Details Of Misery That It Would Be Difficult For Imagination To Exceed. Scorn, Derision, Insult, Menace - The Handcuff, The Last - The Tearing Away Of Children From Parents, Of Husbands From Wives - The Weary Trudging In Droves Along The Common Highways, The Labor Of Body, The Despair Of Mind, The Sickness Of Heart - These Are The Realities Which Belong To The System, And Form The Rule, Rather That The Exception, In The Slave's Experience.