Confidence Is Its Own Security.

I Cannot Love Evergreens - They Are The Misanthropes Of Nature. To Them The Spring Brings No Promise, The Autumn No Decline; They Are Cut Off From The Sweetest Of All Ties With Their Kind - Sympathy. ... I Will Have No Evergreens In My Garden; When The Inevitable Winter Comes, Every Beloved Plant And Favorite Tree Shall Drop Together - No Solitary Fir Left To Triumph Over The Companionship Of Decay.

From Religion ... They Will Learn The Only True Lesson Of Equality - The Conviction That Our Destinies Are Not In Our Own Hands; They Will See That No Situation In Life Is Without Its Share Of Suffering; - And This Perpetual Reference To A Higher Power Ought Equally To Teach The Rich Humility, And The Poor Devotion.

Habit Is Our Idea Of Eternity.

When Does The Mind Put Forth Its Powers? When Are The Stores Of Memory Unlocked? When Does Wit 'flash From Fluent Lips?' -- When But After A Good Dinner? Who Will Deny Its Influence On The Affections? Half Our Friends Are Born Of Turbots And Truffles.

Anybody's Applause Is Better Than Nobody's.