o
be exhaled to heaven.--_J. Petit Senn._

Modesty is still a provocation.--_Poincelot._

Modesty is the chastity of merit, the virginity of noble souls.--_E. de
Girardin._

~Money.~--Wisdom, knowledge, power--all combined.--_Byron._

Oh, what a world of vile ill-favored faults looks handsome in three
hundred pounds a year!--_Shakespeare._

It is my opinion that a man's soul may be buried and perish under a
dung-heap, or in a furrow of the field, just as well as under a pile of
money.--_Hawthorne._

If you would know the value of money, go and try to borrow some; for he
that goes a-borrowing goes a-sorrowing.--_Franklin._

Make all you can, save all you can, give all you can.--_Wesley._

The avaricious love of gain, which is so feelingly deplored, appears to
us a principle which, in able hands, might be guided to the most
salutary purposes. The object is to encourage the love of labor, which
is best encouraged by the love of money.--_Sydney Smith._

Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.--_Byron._

Money does all things; for it gives and it takes away, it makes honest
men and knaves, fools and philosophers; and so forward, _mutatis
mutandis_, to the end of the chapter.--_L'Estrange._

Mammon is the largest slave-holder in the world.--_Fred. Saunders._

But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship
in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty
of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and
breeds worms.--_George MacDonald._

Money, the life-blood of the nation.--_Swift._

~Moon.~--The silver empress of the night.--_Tickell._

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank.--_Shakespeare._

Mysterious veil of brightness made.--_Butler._

Cynthia, fair regent of the night.--_Gay._

The maiden moon in her mantle of blue.--_Joaquin Miller._

~Morals.~--Every age and every nation has certain characteristic vices,
which prevail almost universally, which scarcely any person scruples to
avow, and which even rigid moralists but faintly censure. Succeeding
generations change the fashion of their morals with the fashion of their
hats and their coaches; take some other kind of wickedness under their
patronage, and wonder at the depravity of their ancestors.--_Macaulay._

We like the expression of Raphael's faces without an edict to enforce
it. I do not see why there should not be a taste in morals formed on the
same principle.--_Hazlitt._

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