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WITH MASTER MINDS

It matters not how a man dies, but how lie lives.—Dr Johnson.

The thread of our life would be dark, heaven knows; if it were not for friendship anil love intertwined—Thomas Moore.

This world is God's world by right, ours only by gift and suffrance; and it cannot go well with us if we try to shut Him out of it.—Gladstone.

He that goeth about to persuade a multitude that they are not so well governed as they ought to be shall ever want atten„ tive and favourable hearers.—Hooker.

Complacence renders a superior amiable, an equal agreeable, and an inferior acceptable; it smoothes distinction, sweetens conversation, and makes everyone in the company pleased with himself.

Whatever we. see on every side reminds us of the lapse of time and the flux of life. The day and night succeed each other; tlie rotation ot seasons diversifies the year; the sun rises, attains the mer, idian, declines, and sets; and the moon every night changes its form. —Samuel Johnson.

When enemies gather around, wheja sickness falls on the heart, when the world is dark and cheerless, is the time to try true friendship. They who turn from the scene of distress defray hypocrisy, and prove that only interest moves. If you have a friend who loves you, stand by and sustain him when the night of adversity closes around him, and then will he feel that his love was not lost.

There are four sorts of readers. Hour_ glass readers, whose reading runs in anu out, and leaves notliing. Sponge readers, who imbibe all but only to give it out again as they get it. and perhaps not so clean. Jellybag readers, who keep the dregs and refuse, and let the pure run through. Diamond readers, who cast aside all that is worthless, and hold only the gems.—Cole, ridge.

Strongest minds are often those of whom the noisy world hears least.— Wordsworth.

Is there anything better in a State than that both man and woman be rendered the very best? There is not.—Plato.

Be loving, and you will never want for love; be humble, and you will never want for guiding.—Dinah Mnloch. Craik.

The noblest contribution which any man can make for the benefit of posterity is that of a good character. —J. Winthrop.

Don’t ignore a man because he is in the lightweight class. It is easier to throw a cannon ball a mile than it is to throw a feather 10 feet.

Anger s the most impotent passion tnat accompanies the mind of man; it affects nothing it goes about, and hurts the man who is possessed by it more than any other against whom it is directed.

When a man dies in his armour “right knightly,” it does not so much matter whether he won or lost, so that he did his part bravely. Everyone that sees him dare and die departs from the lists less a sluggard and more a man.

When people talk lightly and glibly of having “made up their minds” abojt things on which the wisdom of mankind is still divided, we may well conclude that would be intellectually better off if their minds were in a less finished condition.

Tact does not remove difficulties, but difficulties melt away under tact.—D’lsraeli.

Honor to those whose words or deeds Thus help us in our daily needs. —Longfellow.

What we alter not with will Alters by itseif for ill. —Alexander J. Ellis.

What is the honest man? He that doth still and strongly good pur. sue; To God, his neighbour, and himself most true. —George Herbert.

For ever from the hand that takes One blessing from us, others fall; And soon or late, our Father makes His perfect recompense to all ! —Whittier.

People are always talking of perseverance, courage, and fortitude; but patience is the finest and worthiest part of fortitude, and the rarest, too. —lluskin.

I frankly cannot understand how a we. man does not know whether she wans to marry a man or not. Of all the affairs of

• life this seems to me the one about which ther e need not be any indecision. \et very few- seem to know their o wn minds on the subject—Annie S. Swan.

If thou art beautiful, and youth And thought endue thee with all truth Be strong; be worthy of the grace Of God. and fill thy destined place: A soul, by force of purpose high, Uplifted to the purest sky Of undisturbed humanity—Wordsworth.

Every day is a little life, and our whole life is but a day repeated. . . . Those, therefore, that dare lose a day are dan. gerously prodigal; those that dare misspend it, desperate.—Joseph Hall. A man’s force in the world, other things being equal, is just in the ratio of' the force and strength of his heart. A ful I .hearted man is' always a powerful man; if he be erroneous then lie is powerful for error.— Spurgeon.

How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo’s lute. And a perpetual feast of nectar’s sweets. Where no crude surfeit reigns. —Milton.

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New Zealand Mail, 22 January 1902, Page 51

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WITH MASTER MINDS New Zealand Mail, 22 January 1902, Page 51

WITH MASTER MINDS New Zealand Mail, 22 January 1902, Page 51