Purposes, Like Eggs, Unless They

Childhood Is Like A Mirror, Which Reflects In After Life The Images First Presented To It.

The Wise Man... If He Would Live At Peace With Others, He Will Bear And Forbear.

This Extraordinary Metal, The Soul Of Every Manufacture, And The Mainspring Perhaps Of Civilised Society. Of Iron.

A Great Deal Of What Passes By The Name Of Patriotism In These Days Consists Of The Merest Bigotry And Narrow-mindedness; Exhibiting Itself In National Prejudice, National Conceit, And National Hatred. It Does Not Show Itself In Deeds, But In Boastings--in Howlings, Gesticulations, And Shrieking Helplessly For Help--in Flying Flags And Singing Songs--and In Perpetual Grinding At The Hurdy-gurdy Of Long-dead Grievances And Long-remedied Wrongs. To Be Infested By Such A Patriotism As This Is Perhaps Among The Greatest Curses That Can Befall Any Country.

Fortune Has Often Been Blamed For Her Blindness; But Fortune Is Not So Blind As Men Are. Those Who Look Into Practical Life Will Find That Fortune Is Usually On The Side Of The Industrious, As The Winds And Waves Are On The Side Of The Best Navigators.