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enjoyments,--it shuts our souls to
our own youth,--and we are old ere we remember that we have made a
fever and a labor of our raciest years.--LYTTON.
I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels.
--SHAKESPEARE.
A noble man compares and estimates himself by an idea which is
higher than himself, and a mean man by one which is lower than
himself. The one produces aspiration; the other, ambition. Ambition is
the way in which a vulgar man aspires.--BEECHER.
It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes
and aspirations, as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutified his
nature, and quenched the spirit of immortality, which is his portion.
--SOUTHEY.
Ambition has but one reward for all: A little power, a little transient
fame, A grave to rest in, and a fading name! --WILLIAM WINTER.
All my ambition is, I own, To profit and to please unknown; Like
streams supplied from springs below, Which scatter blessings as they
go. --DR. COTTON.
ANGELS.--If you woo the company of the angels in your waking hours,
they will be sure to come to you in your sleep.--G.D. PRENTICE.
The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath,
blushed as he gave it in; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down,
dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.--STERNE.
There are two angels that attend unseen Each one of us, and in great

books record Our good and evil deeds. He who writes down The good
ones, after every action closes His volume, and ascends with it to God.
The other keeps his dreadful day-book open Till sunset, that we may
repent; which doing, The record of the action fades away, And leaves a
line of white across the page. Now if my act be good, as I believe it, It
cannot be recalled. It is already Sealed up in heaven, as a good deed
accomplished. The rest is yours. --LONGFELLOW.
Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we
wake and when we sleep. --MILTON.
ANGER.--And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness
in the brain. --COLERIDGE.
Anger is implanted in us as a sort of sting, to make us gnash with our
teeth against the devil, to make us vehement against him, not to set us
in array against each other.
When anger rushes unrestrain'd to action, Like a hot steed, it stumbles
in its way. --SAVAGE.
Lamentation is the only musician that always, like a screech-owl,
alights and sits on the roof of an angry man.--PLUTARCH.
He is a fool who cannot be angry; but he is a wise man who will
not.--SENECA.
Men in rage strike those that wish them best.--SHAKESPEARE.
Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.--W.R. ALGER.
Anger is the most impotent passion that accompanies the mind of man;
it effects nothing it goes about; and hurts the man who is possessed by
it more than any other against whom it is directed.--CLARENDON.
When angry, count ten before you speak; if very angry, a hundred.
--JEFFERSON.
An angry man opens his mouth and shuts up his eyes.--CATO.

When a man is wrong and won't admit it, he always gets angry.
--HALIBURTON.
Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.--EPHESIANS 4:26.
Anger begins with folly and ends with repentance.--PYTHAGORAS.
Anger causes us often to condemn in one what we approve of in
another.--PASQUIER QUESNEL.
ANXIETY.--Better to be despised for too anxious apprehensions than
ruined by too confident a security.--BURKE.
Can your solicitude alter the cause or unravel the intricacy of human
events?--BLAIR.
Almost all men are over-anxious. No sooner do they enter the world
than they lose that taste for natural and simple pleasures so remarkable
in early life. Every hour do they ask themselves what progress they
have made in the pursuit of wealth or honor; and on they go as their
fathers went before them, till, weary and sick at heart, they look back
with a sigh of regret to the golden time of their childhood.--ROGERS.
Nothing in life is more remarkable than the unnecessary anxiety which
we endure and generally occasion ourselves.--BEACONSFIELD.
ART.--The perfection of art is to conceal art.--QUINTILIAN.
Art must anchor in nature, or it is the sport of every breath of
folly.--HAZLITT.
Beauty is at once the ultimate principle and the highest aim of
art.--GOETHE.
Art does not imitate, but interpret.--MAZZINI.
Art is the gift of God, and must be used unto his
glory.--LONGFELLOW.

ASSOCIATES.--Be not deceived: evil communications corrupt good
manners.--1 CORINTHIANS 15:20.
He who comes from the kitchen smells of its smoke; he who adheres to
a sect has something of its cant; the college air pursues the student, and
dry inhumanity him