. Book of the Royal blue . i: u II I Ml LD l I Pi mi, ,\ CKEEK,. HOW many thorns there are on theflowers of language. Any knave can drag a woman downbut it takes a man to lift her up again. What many men call friendship, isoften nothing but a selfish abortion uponhonest regard. Fools measure the extent of moralsense and intelligence in others by theabsence of these commodities in them-selves. Stand in the sunshine of your hopes,not in the shadow of your fears. As swiftly changes the chameleonshues, so does hypocrisy its various colorsshow. One face above all others shines, and,through nights d
. Book of the Royal blue . i: u II I Ml LD l I Pi mi, ,\ CKEEK,. HOW many thorns there are on theflowers of language. Any knave can drag a woman downbut it takes a man to lift her up again. What many men call friendship, isoften nothing but a selfish abortion uponhonest regard. Fools measure the extent of moralsense and intelligence in others by theabsence of these commodities in them-selves. Stand in the sunshine of your hopes,not in the shadow of your fears. As swiftly changes the chameleonshues, so does hypocrisy its various colorsshow. One face above all others shines, and,through nights darkness, points with ahand of hope towards the dawn. True politeness may be observedrather by what we do not do, than bywhat we directly practice. How narrow is the line from jest toearnest; how quickly turns a smile intoa sigh. Depravity is not entirely depraved,until regret is absent and remorse un-known. A man never learns much of awomans character until she is in lovewith him. How many hearts are broken andlives go out on the ocean of duty, dyingfor what t
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