Grammar Is The Grave Of Letters.

Morality Is The Thing Upon Which Your Friends Smile, And Immorality Is The Thing Upon Which They Frown

A Poor Man Who Eats Too Much, As Contradistinguished From A Gourmand, Who Is A Rich Man Who ''lives Well.''

Souls Are Made Of Dawn-stuff And Starshine.

Self-discipline Is The Ability To Make Yourself Do What You Should Do, When You Should Do It, Whether You Feel Like It Or Not.

Our Finest Flowers Are Often Weeds Transplanted.