ing a creature in
distress, without pity; for we have not pity unless we wish to relieve
them. When I am on my way to dine with a friend, and, finding it late,
bid the coachman make haste, if I happen to attend when he whips his
horses, I may feel unpleasantly that the animals are put to pain, but I
do not wish him to desist; no, sir, I wish him to drive on.--_Johnson._

Pity is sworn servant unto love, and this be sure, wherever it begin to
make the way, it lets the master in.--_Daniel._

Those many that need pity, and those infinities of people that refuse to
pity, are miserable upon a several charge, but yet they almost make up
all mankind.--_Jeremy Taylor._

Of all the sisters of Love one of the most charming is Pity.--_Alfred de
Musset._

~Place.~--In place there is a license to do good and evil, whereof the
latter is a curse; for in evil the best condition is not to will; the
second, not to can.--_Lord Bacon._

Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is
not the place that ennobles you, but you the place; and this only by
doing that which is great and noble.--_Petrarch._

I take sanctuary in an honest mediocrity.--_Bruyere._

A true man never frets about his place in the world, but just slides
into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings there as easily as
a star.--_Chapin._

~Plagiarism.~--Nothing is sillier than this charge of plagiarism. There is
no sixth commandment in art. The poet dare help himself wherever he
lists--wherever he finds material suited to his work. He may even
appropriate entire columns with their carved capitals, if the temple he
thus supports be a beautiful one. Goethe understood this very well, and
so did Shakespeare before him.--_Heinrich Heine._

~Pleasure.~--Consider pleasures as they depart, not as they
come.--_Aristotle._

We have not an hour of life in which our pleasures relish not some pain,
our sours some sweetness.--_Massinger._

How many there are that take pleasure in toil: that can outrise the sun,
outwatch the moon, and outrun the field's wild beasts! merely out of
fancy and delectation, they can find out mirth in vociferation, music in
the barking of dogs, and be content to be led about the earth, over
hedges and through sloughs, by the windings and the shifts of poor
affrighted vermin; yet, after all, come off, as Messalina, tired, and
not satisfied with all that the brutes can do. But were a man enjoined
to this that did not