A Person's Fate Is Their

There Is No Waste Of Time Like Making Excuses.

Poverty Has Its Duties As Well As Its Rights.

A Canter Is The Cure For All Evil.

Taste, When Once Obtained, May Be Said To Be No Acquiring Faculty, And Must Remain Stationary; But Knowledge Is Of Perpetual Growth And Has Infinite Demands. Taste, Like An Artificial Canal, Winds Through A Beautiful Country, But Its Borders Are Confined And Its Term Is Limited. Knowledge Navigates The Ocean, And Is Perpetually On Voyages Of Discovery.

What Art Was To The Ancient World, Science Is To The Modern; The Distinctive Faculty. In The Minds Of Men, The Useful Has Succeeded To The Beautiful.