One Couldn't Carry On Life

In The Days When The Spinning Wheels Hummed Busily In The Farmhouses--and Even Great Ladies, Clothed In Silk And Thread Lace, Had Their Toy Spinning Wheels Of Polished Oak--there Might Be Seen, In Districts Far Away Among The Lanes, Or Deep In The Bosom Of The Hills, Certain Palled Undersized Men Who, By The Side Of The Brawny Country-folk, Looked Like The Remnants Of A Disinherited Race.

Wear A Smile And Have Friends; Wear A Scowl And Have Wrinkles.

God, Immortality, Duty - How Inconceivable The First, How Unbelievable The Second, How Peremptory And Absolute The Third.

In So Complex A Thing As Human Nature, We Must Consider It Is Hard To Find Rules Without Exception.

The Pride Of The Body Is A Barrier Against The Gifts That Purify The Soul.