ost loudly invite God's attention to themselves when in peril
of death are those who should most fervently wish to escape his
observation.
When you have made a catalogue of your friend's faults it is only fair
to supply him with a duplicate, so that he may know yours.
How fascinating is Antiquity!--in what a golden haze the ancients lived
their lives! We, too, are ancients. Of our enchanting time Posterity's
great poets will sing immortal songs, and its archaeologists will
reverently uncover the foundations of our palaces and temples. Meantime
we swap jack-knives.
Observe, my son, with how austere a virtue the man without a cent puts
aside the temptation to manipulate the market or acquire a monopoly.
For study of the good and the bad in woman two women are a needless
expense.
"There's no free will," says the philosopher;
"To hang is most unjust."
"There is no free will," assents the officer;
"We hang because we must."
Hope is an explorer who surveys the country ahead. That is why we know
so much about the Hereafter and so little about the Heretofore.
Remembering that it was a woman who lost the world, we should accept the
act of cackling geese in saving Rome as partial reparation.
There are two classes of women who may do as they please; those who are
rich and those who are poor. The former can count on assent, the latter
on inattention.
When into the house of the heart Curiosity is admitted as the guest of
Love she turns her host out of doors.
Happiness has not to all the same name: to Youth she is known as the
Future; Age knows her as the Dream.
"Who art thou, there in the mire?"
"Intuition. I leaped all the way from where thou standest in fear on the
brink of the bog."
"A great feat, madam; accept the admiration of Reason, sometimes known
as Dry-foot."
In eradicating an evil, it makes a difference whether it is uprooted or
rooted up. The difference is in the reformer.
The Audible Sisterhood rightly affirms the equality of the sexes: no man
is so base but some woman is base enough to love him.
Having no eyes in the back of the head, we see ourselves on the verge of
the outlook. Only he who has accomplished the notable feat of turning
about knows himself the central figure in the universe.
Truth is so good a thing that falsehood can not afford to be without it.
If women did the writing of the world, instead of the talking, men would
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