It Takes All Sorts Of People To

Happiness Grows At Our Own Firesides, And Is Not To Be Picked In Strangers' Gardens.

He Is One Of Those Wise Philanthropists Who, In A Time Of Famine, Would Vote For Nothing But A Supply Of Toothpicks.

Modesty Is A Bright Dish-cover, Which Makes Us Fancy There Is Something Very Nice Underneath It.

Some Of 'em [virtues] Like Extinct Volcanoes, With A Strong Memory Or Fire And Brimstone.

A Man Never So Beautifully Shows His Own Strength As When He Respects A Woman's Softness.