The Sublime Is Contained In A Grain

If In Argument We Can Make A Man Angry With Us, We Have Drawn Him From His Vantage Ground And Overcome Him.

O Music! How It Grieves Me That Imprudence, Intemperance, Gluttony, Should Open Their Channels Into Thy Sacred Stream.

Not Dancing Well, I Never Danced At All--and How Grievously Has My Heart Ached When Others Where In The Full Enjoyment Of That Conversation Which I Had No Right Even To Partake.

He Who First Praises A Book Becomingly Is Next In Merit To The Author.

Teach Him To Live Unto God And Unto Thee; And He Will Discover That Women, Like The Plants In Woods, Derive Their Softness And Tenderness From The Shade.