January Eighteenth.

Insist on yourself; never imitate.

January Nineteenth.

Society never advances.

It recedes as

fast on one side as it gains on the other. It undergoes continual changes; it is barbarous, it is civilized, it is Christianized, it is rich, it is scientific; but this change is not amelioration. For everything that is given, something is taken. Society acquires new arts, and loses old instincts.

January Twentieth.

Every great man is unique.

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January Twenty-first.

Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the tri

umph of your principles.

January Twenty-second.

Man's the elm, and Wealth the vine;

Eve

good.

Stanch and strong the tendrils twine:

Though the frail ringlets thee deceive,
None from its stock that vine can reave.

Fear not, then, thou child infirm,
There's no god dare wrong a worm.

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Laurel crowns cleave to deserts,

And power to him who power exerts;

Hast not thy share?

On winged feet,

Lo! it rushes thee to meet;

And all that Nature made thy own,
Floating in air or pent in stone,

Will vine the hills and swim the sea,

And, like thy shadow, follow thee.

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January Twenty-third.

Every sweet hath its sour; every evil, its

good.

January Twenty-fourth.

Men seek to be great; they would love offices, wealth, power, and fame. They think that to be great is to possess one side of nature, the sweet, without the other side, the bitter.

January Twenty-fifth.

Proverbs, like the sacred books of each

nation, are the sanctuary of the intuitions.

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January Twenty-sixth.

A man cannot speak but he judges himself. With his will, or against his will, he draws his portrait to the eye of his companions by every word. Every opinion reacts on him who utters it.

January Twenty-seventh.

If you are wise you will dread a prosperity which only loads you with more.

January Twenty-eighth.

He is base-and that is the one base thing in the universe-to receive favors, and render none.

January Twenty-ninth.

A great man is always willing to be little.

January Thirtieth.

A new person is to me a great event and hinders me from sleep.

January Thirty-first.

I do not wish to treat friendships daintily, but with roughest courage. When they are real, they are not glass threads or frostwork, but the solidest thing we know.