The Lion, the Mouse, and the Fox A lion, fatigued by the heat of a summer's day, fell fast asleep in his den. A Mouse ran over his mane and ears and woke him from his slumbers. He rose up and shook himself in great wrath, and searched every corner of his den to find the Mouse. A Fox seeing him said: A fine Lion you are, to be frightened of a Mouse. 'Tis not the Mouse I fear, said the Lion I resent his familiarity and ill-breeding. Little liberties are great offenses.

Everyone is kneaded out of the same dough but not baked in the same oven.

You make mistakes. Mistakes don't make you.

Today the world changes so quickly that in growing up we take leave not just of youth but of the world we were young in.

As a housewife, I feel that if the kids are still alive when my husband gets home from work, then hey, I've done my job.

The cankers of a calm world and a long peace. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.

I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.

A sweet disorder in the dresse Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse.

No man that does not see visions will ever realize any high hope or undertake any high enterprise.

Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.

To one commending an orator for his skill in amplifying petty matters, Agesilaus said: "I do not think that shoemaker a good workman that makes a great shoe for a little foot."

A friend is a present you give yourself. -Robert Louis Stevenson.

When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee; Bend on me then thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea.

Said the pot to the kettle, "Get away, blackface."

Watch what people are cynical about, and one can often discover what they lack.

Have patience awhile; slanders are not long-lived. Truth is the child of time; ere long she shall appear to vindicate thee.

. . . then black despair The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.

The ultimate function of prophecy is not to tell the future, but to make it. Your successful past will block your visions of the future.

Commemoration of Samuel & Henrietta Barnett, Social Reformers, 1913 & 1936 [The Christian] refuses to give his heart to, or be taken in by, the values and pleasures off this passing world. He does not hesitate to use all that is good and beautiful and true, partly because he knows that his God gives him "richly all things to enjoy", and partly because he knows that in all life's impermanent beauties and pleasures, there is the promise of the real and permanent which he is thoroughly convinced will exceed his wildest expectations. (Continued tomorrow).