Rage Is For Little Wrongs; Despair Is

There Are Only Two Bad Things In This World, Sin And Bile.

It Is The Modern Nature Of Goodness To Exert Itself Quietly, While A Few Characters Of The Opposite Cast Seem, By The Rumor Of Their Exploits, To Fill The World; And By Their Noise To Multiply Their Numbers.

One Kernel Is Felt In A Hogshead; One Drop Of Water Helps To Swell The Ocean; A Spark Of Fire Helps To Give Light To The World. None Are Too Small, Too Feeble, Too Poor To Be Of Service. Think Of This And Act.

A Crown! What Is It? It Is To Bear The Miseries Of A People! To Hear Their Murmurs, Feel Their Discontents, And Sink Beneath A Load Of Splendid Care!

Nothing Is More Common Than To Mistake The Sign For The Thing Itself; Nor Is Any Practice More Frequent Than That Of Endeavoring To Acquire The Exterior Mark, Without Once Thinking To Labor After The Interior Grace.