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Auckland Star, Volume XLVII, Issue 31, 5 February 1916, Page 21

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WORDS OF THE WISE. i . —> The only -way-to have a friend ls to be one.—*Smej*son. When Jove's well timed, 'tis not a fault to love.—Joseph Addison. I have never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about wiCfl them.—George Eliot. The TaUey of Humiliation is of Itself as frnitfnl a place es any the crow flies over. —Bnnyan, An history resolves Itself very easily Into the biograpb of a few stout and earnest persons.—Emerson. The most delicate and the most sensible of all pleasures consists In promoting the pleasures of others. —La Brayee. The ultimate end of education is to promote morality and refinement by teaching men to discipline themselves, and by leading them to see the highest.—Huiley. This world was made for poor men, and therefore the greatest part of it was left ont of doors, where everybody coald enjoy it.—H. W. Beecher. Life never seems so clear and easy as •when the heart ls beating faster at the sight iof some generous, self-risking deed.—George Eliot. Che man that lays his hand upon a woman, gave in the way of kindness, is a wretch -(Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward.—John Tobln < A great sool draws and drawn with a more fierce intensity than any small one. By every inch we grow in Intellectual height oar love strikes down its roots deeper and spreads out its arms wider.—Olive Bchreiner. The refusal to be satisfied with the banquet of our earthly life is an honourable discontent; it is the-instinct of a being who cannot suppress the promptings of a higher destiny, who even on the threshold of death Ernst look forward and demand a fntirre.— Canon Liddon, We stall he so kind In the afterwhlle, But what bare we been to-day? ttVe shall toing to each lonely life a smile, But what have we brought to-day? We shall give to troth a grander birth, >rind to steadfast faith a deeper worth. But whom have we fed to-day? — Niion Waterman. s tove and coiumendation ore sweet, but Jest because they are worth so much the true and earnest spirit is touched with a sense of Its own unworthiness as It receives them, Rnd a longing to be better fitted for tbe trust reposed in it. Want of talent and want of taste are common lamentations and common excuses, but wonders will bo achieved by the lowest cMlit.t if aw is in I 1,-, iwrcmltted diligence. S'-Wvs i« .loiiicl t , « .i'-.11r..pt«1 labour. N-lUlns U 1,1 l-i i.l.ir i.crt wlt'.iont It------i-Uiuel liouu