Love Makes Its Record In Deeper Colors

There Is No Grief Like The Grief That Does Not Speak.

The Everyday Cares And Duties, Which Men Call Drudgery, Are The Weights And Counterpoises Of The Clock Of Time, Giving Its Pendulum A True Vibration And Its Hands A Regular Motion; And When They Cease To Hang Upon Its Wheels, The Pendulum No Longer Swings, The Hands No Longer Move The Clock Stands Still.

If You Once Understand An Author's Character, The Comprehension Of His Writings Becomes Easy.

Into A World Unknown,-the Corner-stone Of A Nation!

Whatever Poet, Orator, Or Sage May Say Of It, Old Age Is Still Old Age.