Ends of Thought.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 5258, 14 May 1895, Page 1

Ends of Thought.

What is beautiful cannot be useless. Modesty is not ordinarily the handmaiden ot genius.

What is permanent in arb is always conventional, because conventionality is permanence.

The perfect man is never the perfect artis 1 ;.

Women lie oftener through kindness than malice. Courtship is a aonnei, marriage an epic. 111-balanced praiße is worse than silence. Every heart has its own definition of love.

A man would admire hia wife's dress more if it coßt less.

Cupid is a brave little footpad who never attempts to "hold up" only one victim.

Pleasure becomes monotonous, but happiness never. If we thought of ourselves as others think of us, we would Bit up nights wondertDg what we were born for. The world would be a most disagreeable place to live in if it were absolutely void of deceit.

Two women who wonld exactly please each other wouldn't, probably, pleasa anybody else.

Cupid makes no resolutions at the new year. The old ones answer his purpose admirably.

Some men have more elbow rpom than they have head room.

About the time a boy begins to find ou 1 ; there isu'c any Santa Clam, he begins to find out there is.a.Capid.

When. two hearts baat as one they fait hard.

Two eouls with but a eiogle thought feel the need of more before they are through with each other.

Sweet are the übbb of adversity, perhaps, but it becomes a wearying sweetness after long continuance.

The real beauty of a woman never fades.

A man may show hiooßelf to ba a greater hero by carrying coal to the kitchen stove than by carrying a gun to the music of a band.

A doctor's bill eelJom reminds us of the comfort ha brought when we needed him. The one man a man always has a feeling of sympathy for is his wife's husbaud.