There Never Yet Was A Mother Who

We Have Some Writers So Abstruse And Deep That They Drown Themselves In Their Fathomless Sentences.

Life Is Like A Mountain: After Climbing Up One Side And Sliding Down The Other, Put Up The Sled.

Despatch Is Taking Time By The Ears; Hurry Is Taking It By The End Of The Tail.

Habits Are Like The Wrinkles On A Man's Brow; If You Will Smooth Out The One, I Will Smooth Out The Other.

Honesty Is The Rarest Wealth Anyone Can Possess.