put that which was most material in the postscript.

God loves to help him who strives to help himself.

Experience should teach us to be most on our guard to protect liberty when the government's purposes are beneficent.

When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An' what he thought 'e might require, 'E went an' took--the same as me.

Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire.

Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round, And with the nodding plume of ostrich crown'd? No; the dead know it not, nor profit gain; It only serves to prove the living vain.

'Tis bad enough in man or woman To steal a goose from off a common; But surely he's without excuse Who steals a common from the goose.

Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak ones.

Suffering is the ancient law of love; there is not quest without pain; there is no lover who is not also a martyr.

Progress would not have been the rarity it is if the early food had not been the late poison.

Never violate the sacredness of your individual self-respect.

The writing of a poem is like a child throwing stones into a mineshaft. You compose first, then you listen for the reverberation.

''I do have sort of a spiritual center now that I didn't have before,'' says Earle. ''But my spirituality is real retarded. It basically consists of `I believe there is a God, and it ain't me.' It's simple, but it works.'' source: Boston Globe.

Ignorance and superstition ever bear a close and mathematical relation to each other.

All political parties die at last of swallowing their own lies.

To believe that if we could but have this or that we would be happy is to suppress the realization that the cause of our unhappiness is in our inadequate and blemished selves. Excessive desire is thus a means of suppressing our sense of worthlessness.

Anger, even when it punishes the faults of delinquents, ought not to precede reason as its mistress, but attend as a handmaid at the back of reason, to come to the front when bidden. For once it begins to take control of the mind, it calls just, what it does cruelly.

Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.

I do not think that winning is the most important thing. I think winning is the only thing.

It is defeat that turns bone to flint; it is defeat that turns gristle to muscle; it is defeat that makes men invincible.