The pen has shaken nations.

Economy, the poor man's mint.

The most wretched have yet hope.

Hatred is the atmosphere of hell.

Lies can destroy, but not create.

It is well to lie fallow for a while.

He who does not tire, tires adversity.

Extravagance is the rich man's pitfall.

God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love.

Hope and be happy that all's for the best!

It is sure to be dark if you shut your eyes.

Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume.

A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure.

One single glance will conquer all descriptions.

A juggler's skill hath been long years alearning.

Love with life is heaven; and life, unloving, hell.

Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.

Error is a hardy plant; it flourishes in every soil.

A spark is a little thing, yet it may kindle the world.

Love looketh from the eye, and kindleth love by looking.

Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.

Age hath its quiet calm, and youth enjoyeth not for haste.

An artful or false woman shall set thy pillow with thorns.

Nature is the chart of God, mapping out all His attributes.

Speech is reason's brother, and a kingly prerogative of man.

Hate furroweth the brow; and a man may frown till he hateth.

Humility mainly becometh the converse of man with his Maker.

Wealth hath never given happiness, but often hastened misery.

A wise man heedeth all things, and in his own eyes is a fool.

Wealth oft-times killeth, where want but hindered the budding.

A good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.

Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.

Reason refuseth its homage to a God who can be fully understood.

Yet is beauty the pleasing trickery that cheateth half the world.

Prayer is the slender nerve that moves the muscle of omnipotence.

Power is seldom innocent, and envy is the yokefellow of eminence.

Spurn not a seeming error, but dig below its surface for the truth.

Who can wrestle against Sleep? - Yet is that giant very gentleness.

Mind is a kingdom to the man who gathereth his pleasure from ideas.

If thou art master to thyself, circumstances shall harm thee little.

It is the cringer to his equal that is chiefly seen bold to his God.

The seeds of first instructions are dropp'd into the deepest furrows.

Speech is the golden harvest that followeth the flowering of thought.

The mines of knowledge are often laid bare by the hazel-wand of chance.

Trifles lighter than straws are levers in the building up of character.

Thought paceth like a hoary sage, but imagination hath wings as an eagle.

Better is the wrong with sincerity, rather than the right with falsehood.

Deceit and treachery skulk with hatred, but an honest spirit flieth with anger.

If thou wilt think evil of thy neighbour, soon shalt thou have him for thy foe.

Clamorous pauperism feastest While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs.

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