The basic difference between being assertive and being aggressive is how our words and behavior affect the rights and well being of others.

A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.

The next Augustan age will dawn on the other side of the Atlantic. There will, perhaps, be a Thucydides at Boston, a Xenophon at New York, in time a Vergil at Mexico, and a Newton at Peru. At last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a description of the ruins of St. Paul's, like the editions of Balbec and Palmyra.

The lily is all in white, like a saint, And so is no mate for me.

Still waters run deep.

Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove her: Love lies bleeding.

Where there is woman there is magic.

And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands? Then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.

Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.

We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when they abuse us.

My new straw hat that's trimly lin'd with green, Let Peggy wear.

Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain. -Martin Mull.

Success is 99 percent failure.

By unseen hand uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white apparel blown abroad, And wafted up to heaven.

Whatever the number of a man's friends, there will be times in his life when he has one too few; but if he has only one enemy, he is lucky indeed if he has not one too many.

Fighting is essentially a masculine idea; a woman's weapon is her tongue.

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.

A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom.

For every marriage then is best in tune, When that the wife is May, the husband June.

Ill habits gather by unseen degrees, As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.