Ten men have failed from defect in morals where one has failed from defect in intellect.—­Horace Mann.

Socrates taught that true felicity is not to be derived from external possessions, but from wisdom, which consists in the knowledge and practice of virtue; that the cultivation of virtuous manners is necessarily attended with pleasure as well as profit; that the honest man alone is happy; and that it is absurd to attempt to separate things which are in nature so closely united as virtue and interest.  —­Enfield.

The moral law is written on the tablets of eternity.  For every false word or unrighteous deed, for cruelty and oppression, for lust or vanity, the price has to be paid at last.—­Froude.

Morality without religion, is only a kind of dead reckoning,—­an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have to run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.  —­Longfellow.

The system of morality which Socrates made it the business of his life to teach was raised upon the firm basis of religion.  The first principles of virtuous conduct which are common to all mankind are, according to this excellent moralist, laws of God; and the conclusive argument by which he supports this opinion is, that no man departs from these principles with impunity.—­Enfield.

All sects are different, because they come from men; morality is everywhere the same, because it comes from God.—­Voltaire.

Mother.—­The mother in her office holds the key of the soul.—­Old play.

There is a sight all hearts beguiling—­
A youthful mother to her infant smiling,
Who with spread arms and dancing feet,
A cooing voice, returns its answer sweet. 

          
                          —­Baillie.

“What is wanting,” said Napoleon one day to Madame Campan, “in order that the youth of France be well educated?” “Good mothers,” was the reply.  The emperor was most forcibly struck with this answer.  “Here,” said he, “is a system in one word.”—­Abbott.

A mother is a mother still,
The holiest thing alive. 
—­Coleridge.

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands.  But a mother’s love endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute, in the face of the world’s condemnation, a mother still loves on, and still hopes that her child may turn from his evil ways, and repent; still she remembers the infant smiles that once filled her bosom with rapture, the merry laugh, the joyful shout of his childhood, the opening promise of his youth; and she can never be brought to think him all unworthy.—­Washington Irving.

If there be aught surpassing human deed or word or thought, it is a mother’s love!—­Marchioness de SPADARA.