It is a maxim received among philosophers themselves from the days of Aristotle down to those of Sir William Hamilton, that philosophy ceases where truth is acknowledged. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Physiognomy.– It is a point of cunning to wait upon him with whom you speak with your eye, as the Jesuits give it in precept; for there be many wise men that have secret hearts and transparent countenances. —Bacon.

As the language of the face is universal, so 'tis very comprehensive; no laconism can reach it; 'tis the short-hand of the mind, and crowds a great deal in a little room. —Jeremy Collier.

The distinguishing characters of the face, and the lineaments of the body, grow more plain and visible with time and age; but the peculiar physiognomy of the mind is most discernible in children. —Locke.

What knowledge is there, of which man is capable, that is not founded on the exterior; the relation that exists between visible and invisible, the perceptible and the imperceptible? —Lavater.

Piety.– Among the many strange servilities mistaken for pieties one of the least lovely is that which hopes to flatter God by despising the world and vilifying human nature. —G. H. Lewes.

Piety softens all that courage bears. —Madame Swetchine.

Piety is a kind of modesty. It makes us turn aside our thoughts, as modesty makes us cast down our eyes in the presence of whatever is forbidden. —Joubert.

Piety is not an end, but a means of attaining the highest degree of culture by perfect peace of mind. Hence it is to be observed that those who make piety an end and aim in itself for the most part become hypocrites. —Goethe.

Pity.– Pity is not natural to man. Children are always cruel. Savages are always cruel. Pity is acquired and improved by the cultivation of reason. We may have uneasy sensations from seeing a creature in distress, without pity; for we have not pity unless we wish to relieve them. When I am on my way to dine with a friend, and, finding it late, bid the coachman make haste, if I happen to attend when he whips his horses, I may feel unpleasantly that the animals are put to pain, but I do not wish him to desist; no, sir, I wish him to drive on. —Johnson.

Pity is sworn servant unto love, and this be sure, wherever it begin to make the way, it lets the master in. —Daniel.

Those many that need pity, and those infinities of people that refuse to pity, are miserable upon a several charge, but yet they almost make up all mankind. —Jeremy Taylor.

Of all the sisters of Love one of the most charming is Pity. —Alfred de Musset.

Place.– In place there is a license to do good and evil, whereof the latter is a curse; for in evil the best condition is not to will; the second, not to can. —Lord Bacon.

Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is not the place that ennobles you, but you the place; and this only by doing that which is great and noble. —Petrarch.

I take sanctuary in an honest mediocrity. —Bruyère.

A true man never frets about his place in the world, but just slides into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings there as easily as a star. —Chapin.

Plagiarism.– Nothing is sillier than this charge of plagiarism. There is no sixth commandment in art. The poet dare help himself wherever he lists – wherever he finds material suited to his work. He may even appropriate entire columns with their carved capitals, if the temple he thus supports be a beautiful one. Goethe understood this very well, and so did Shakespeare before him. —Heinrich Heine.

Pleasure.– Consider pleasures as they depart, not as they come. —Aristotle.

We have not an hour of life in which our pleasures relish not some pain, our sours some sweetness. —Massinger.

How many there are that take pleasure in toil: that can outrise the sun, outwatch the moon, and outrun the field's wild beasts! merely out of fancy and delectation, they can find out mirth in vociferation, music in the barking of dogs, and be content to be led about the earth, over hedges and through sloughs, by the windings and the shifts of poor affrighted vermin; yet, after all, come off, as Messalina, tired, and not satisfied with all that the brutes can do. But were a man enjoined to this that did not like it, how tedious and how punishable to him would it prove! since, in itself, it differs not from riding post. —Feltham.

Boys immature in knowledge pawn their experience to their present pleasure. —Shakespeare.

'Tis a wrong way to proportion other men's pleasures to ourselves. 'Tis like a child's using a little bird – "Oh, poor bird, thou shalt sleep with me" – so lays it in his bosom and stifles it with his hot breath. The bird had rather be in the cold air. And yet, too, 'tis the most pleasing flattery to like what other men like. —Selden.

There is no pleasure but that some pain is nearly allied to it. —Menander.

All fits of pleasure are balanced by an equal degree of pain or languor; 'tis like spending this year part of the next year's revenue. —Swift.

Fly the pleasure that bites to-morrow. —George Herbert.

Look upon pleasures not upon that side that is next the sun, or where they look beauteously, that is, as they come towards you to be enjoyed, for then they paint and smile, and dress themselves up in tinsel, and glass gems, and counterfeit imagery. —Jeremy Taylor.

Pleasure has its time; so, too, has wisdom. Make love in thy youth, and in old age attend to thy salvation. —Voltaire.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains. —Young.

Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. —Johnson.

What would we not give to still have in store the first blissful moment we ever enjoyed! —Rochepèdre.

Most pleasures embrace us but to strangle. —Montaigne.

Poetry.– Poetry is the apotheosis of sentiment. —Madame de Staël.

Poetry is the sister of sorrow. Every man that suffers and weeps is a poet; every tear is a verse, and every heart a poem. —Marc André.

Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy. —Shakespeare.

Poetry, good sir, in my opinion, is like a tender virgin, very young, and extremely beautiful, whom divers other virgins – namely, all the other sciences – make it their business to enrich, polish, and adorn; and to her it belongs to make use of them all, and on her part to give a lustre to them all. —Cervantes.

Poetry is the overflowing of the soul. —Tuckerman.

Poetry is enthusiasm with wings of fire, it is the angel of high thoughts, that inspires us with the power of sacrifice. —Mazzini.

Poetry is the music of thought, conveyed to us in the music of language. —Chatfield.

The great secret of morals is love, or a going out of our own nature, and an identification of ourselves with the beautiful which exists in thought, action, or person, not our own. A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another, and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own. The great instrument of moral good is imagination, and poetry administers to the effect by acting upon the cause. —Shelley.

Truth shines the brighter clad in verse. —Pope.

It is a shallow criticism that would define poetry as confined to literary productions in rhyme and metre. The written poem is only poetry talking, and the statue, the picture, and the musical composition are poetry acting. Milton and Goethe, at their desks, were not more truly poets than Phidias with his chisel, Raphael at his easel, or deaf Beethoven bending over his piano, inventing and producing strains which he himself could never hope to hear. —Ruskin.

Thought in blossom. —Bishop Ken.

It is a ruinous misjudgment, too contemptible to be asserted, but not too contemptible to be acted upon, that the end of poetry is publication. —George MacDonald.

Wisdom married to immortal verse. —Wordsworth.

By poetry we mean the art of employing words in such a manner as to produce an illusion on the imagination; the art of doing by means of words what the painter does by means of colors. —Macaulay.

Thoughts, that voluntary move harmonious numbers. —Milton.

The world is so grand and so inexhaustible that subjects for poems should never be wanted. But all poetry should be the poetry of circumstance; that is, it should be inspired by the Real. A particular subject will take a poetic and general character precisely because it is created by a poet. All my poetry is the poetry of circumstance. It wholly owes its birth to the realities of life. —Goethe.

Nothing which does not transport is poetry. The lyre is a winged instrument. —Joubert.

Perhaps there are no warmer lovers of the muse than those who are only permitted occasionally to gain her favors. The shrine is more reverently approached by the pilgrim from afar than the familiar worshiper. Poetry is often more beloved by one whose daily vocation is amid the bustle of the world. We read of a fountain in Arabia upon whose basin is inscribed, "Drink and away;" but how delicious is that hasty draught, and how long and brightly the thought of its transient refreshment dwells in the memory! —Tuckerman.

Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good. —Izaak Walton.

Poetry is not made out of the understanding. The question of common sense is always: "What is it good for?" a question which would abolish the rose and be triumphantly answered by the cabbage. —Lowell.

The poetry of earth is never dead. —Keats.

Poets.– Poets, like race-horses, must be fed, not fattened. —Charles IX.

True poets, like great artists, have scarcely any childhood, and no old age. —Madame Swetchine.

Modern poets mix much water with their ink. —Goethe.

There is nothing of which Nature has been more bountiful than poets. They swarm like the spawn of cod-fish, with a vicious fecundity, that invites and requires destruction. To publish verses is become a sort of evidence that a man wants sense; which is repelled not by writing good verses, but by writing excellent verses. —Sydney Smith.

There is a pleasure in poetic pains which only poets know. —Wordsworth.

An artist that works in marble or colors has them all to himself and his tribe, but the man who moulds his thoughts in verse has to employ the materials vulgarized by everybody's use, and glorify them by his handling. —Holmes.

A little shallowness might be useful to many a poet! What is depth, after all? Is the pit deeper than the shallow mirror which reflects its lowest recesses? —Heinrich Heine.

We praise the dramatic poet who possesses the art of drawing tears – a talent which he has in common with the meanest onion! —Heinrich Heine.

I have observed a gardener cut the outward rind of a tree (which is the surtout of it), to make it bear well: and this is a natural account of the usual poverty of poets, and is an argument why wits, of all men living, ought to be ill clad. I have always a sacred veneration for any one I observe to be a little out of repair in his person, as supposing him either a poet or a philosopher; because the richest minerals are ever found under the most ragged and withered surfaces of the earth. —Swift.

Words become luminous when the poet's finger has passed over them its phosphorescence. —Joubert.

Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present. —Shelley.

Poets are far rarer births than kings. —Ben Jonson.

One might discover schools of the poets as distinctly as schools of the painters, by much converse in them, and a thorough taste of their manner of writing. —Pope.

They learn in suffering what they teach in song. —Shelley.

Policy.– He has mastered all points who has combined the useful with the agreeable. —Horace.

At court one becomes a sort of human ant-eater, and learns to catch one's prey by one's tongue. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Measures, not men, have always been my mark. —Goldsmith.

In a troubled state, we must do as in foul weather upon a river, not think to cut directly through, for the boat may be filled with water; but rise and fall as the waves do, and give way as much as we conveniently can. —Seldon.

To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath. —George Eliot.

Politeness.– Politeness is fictitious benevolence. It supplies the place of it among those who see each other only in public, or but little. Depend upon it, the want of it never fails to produce something disagreeable to one or other. I have always applied to good breeding what Addison, in his "Cato," says of honor: "Honor's a sacred tie: the law of kings; the noble mind's distinguishing perfection; that aids and strengthens Virtue where it meets her, and imitates her actions where she is not." —Johnson.

Self-command is the main elegance. —Emerson.

Politeness smooths wrinkles. —Joubert.

Politeness is as natural to delicate natures as perfume is to flowers. —De Finod.

Politics.– It is the misfortune of all miscellaneous political combinations, that with the purest motives of their more generous members are ever mixed the most sordid interests and the fiercest passions of mean confederates. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Nothing is politically right which is morally wrong. —Daniel O'Connell.

Those who think must govern those who toil. —Goldsmith.

The man who can make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, grow on the spot where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and render more essential service to the country, than the whole race of politicians put together. —Swift.

Jarring interests of themselves create the according music of a well-mixed state. —Pope.

Wise men and gods are on the strongest side. —Sir C. Sedley.

The thorough-paced politician must laugh at the squeamishness of his conscience, and read it another lecture. —South.

A thousand years scarce serve to form a state; an hour may lay it in the dust. —Byron.

Extended empire, like extended gold, exchanges solid strength for feeble splendor. —Johnson.

Possessions.– It so falls out that what we have we prize not to the worth whiles we enjoy it; but being lacked and lost, why then we rack the value; then we find the virtue that possession would not show us whiles it was ours. —Shakespeare.

All comes from and will go to others. —George Herbert.

In life, as in chess, one's own pawns block one's way. A man's very wealth, ease, leisure, children, books, which should help him to win, more often checkmate him. —Charles Buxton.

In all worldly things that a man pursues with the greatest eagerness and intention of mind imaginable, he finds not half the pleasure in the actual possession of them as he proposed to himself in the expectation. —South.

As soon as women become ours we are no longer theirs. —Montaigne.

Attainment is followed by neglect, and possession by disgust. The malicious remark of the Greek epigrammatist on marriage may apply to every other course of life, – that its two days of happiness are the first and the last. —Johnson.

Posterity.– Posterity preserves only what will pack into small compass. Jewels are handed down from age to age, less portable valuables disappear. —Lord Stanley.

The drafts which true genius draws upon posterity, although they may not always be honored so soon as they are due, are sure to be paid with compound interest in the end. —Colton.

Poverty.– Many good qualities are not sufficient to balance a single want – the want of money. —Zimmerman.

Few save the poor feel for the poor. —L. E. Landon.

Thou shalt know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs. —Dante.

Riches endless is as poor as winter, to him that ever fears he shall be poor. —Shakespeare.

A poor man resembles a fiddler, whose music, though liked, is not much praised, because he lives by it; while a gentleman performer, though the most wretched scraper alive, throws the audience into raptures. —Goldsmith.

He is not poor that little hath, but he that much desires. —Daniel.

The wicked man's tempter, the good man's perdition, the proud man's curse, the melancholy man's halter. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Power.– The weakest living creature, by concentrating his powers on a single object, can accomplish something. The strongest, by dispensing his over many, may fail to accomplish anything. The drop, by continually falling, bores its passage through the hardest rock. The hasty torrent rushes over it with hideous uproar, and leaves no trace behind. —Carlyle.

Oh for a forty parson power. —Byron.

Power is so characteristically calm, that calmness in itself has the aspect of power, and forbearance implies strength. The orator who is known to have at his command all the weapons of invective is most formidable when most courteous. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Praise.– Expect not praise without envy until you are dead. Honors bestowed on the illustrious dead have in them no admixture of envy; for the living pity the dead; and pity and envy, like oil and vinegar, assimilate not. —Colton.

Praise is the best diet for us after all. —Sydney Smith.

Desert being the essential condition of praise, there can be no reality in the one without the other. —Washington Allston.

Damn with faint praise. —Pope.

Counsel is not so sacred a thing as praise, since the former is only useful among men, but the latter is for the most part reserved for the gods. —Pythagoras.

Praise undeserved is satire in disguise. —Broadhurst.

One good deed, dying tongueless, slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages. —Shakespeare.

Prayer.– The Lord's Prayer contains the sum total of religion and morals. —Wellington.

Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembered. —Shakespeare.

'Tis heaven alone that is given away; 'tis only God may be had for the asking. —Lowell.

Let our prayers, like the ancient sacrifices, ascend morning and evening. Let our days begin and end with God. —Channing.

The few that pray at all pray oft amiss. —Cowper.

Such words as Heaven alone is fit to hear. —Dryden.

What are men better than sheep or goats, that nourish a blind life within the brain, if, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer both for themselves and those who call them friends! —Tennyson.

Prayer ardent opens heaven. —Young.

Solicitude is the audience-chamber of God. —Landor.

The best answer to all objections urged against prayer is the fact that man cannot help praying; for we may be sure that that which is so spontaneous and ineradicable in human nature has its fitting objects and methods in the arrangements of a boundless Providence. —Chapin.

He prayeth best who loveth best. —Coleridge.

Preaching.– Preachers say, do as I say, not as I do. But if a physician had the same disease upon him that I have, and he should bid me do one thing and he do quite another, could I believe him? —Selden.

Preface.– Your opening promises some great design. —Horace.

A preface, being the entrance of a book, should invite by its beauty. An elegant porch announces the splendor of the interior. —Disraeli.

A good preface is as essential to put the reader into good humor, as a good prologue is to a play, or a fine symphony is to an opera, containing something analogous to the work itself; so that we may feel its want as a desire not elsewhere to be gratified. The Italians call the preface – La salsa del libro – the sauce of the book; and, if well-seasoned, it creates an appetite in the reader to devour the book itself. —Disraeli.

Prejudice.– He who knows only his own side of the case knows little of that. —J. Stuart Mill.

Prejudice, which sees what it pleases, cannot see what is plain. —Aubrey de Vere.

All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. —Pope.

Prejudice is the reason of fools. —Voltaire.

Ignorance is less remote from the truth than prejudice. —Diderot.

Present, The.– Since Time is not a person we can overtake when he is gone, let us honor him with mirth and cheerfulness of heart while he is passing. —Goethe.

Man, living, feeling man, is the easy sport of the over-mastering present. —Schiller.

'Tis but a short journey across the isthmus of Now. —Bovée.

The present hour is always wealthiest when it is poorer than the future ones, as that is the pleasantest site which affords the pleasantest prospect. —Thoreau.

Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man has no harbor, time has no shore, it rushes on and carries us with it. —Lamartine.

Presentiment.– We walk in the midst of secrets – we are encompassed with mysteries. We know not what takes place in the atmosphere that surrounds us – we know not what relations it has with our minds. But one thing is sure, that, under certain conditions, our soul, through the exercise of mysterious functions, has a greater power than reason, and that the power is given it to antedate the future, – ay, to see into the future. —Goethe.

We should not neglect a presentiment. Every man has within him a spark of divine radiance which is often the torch which illumines the darkness of our future. —Madame de Girardin.

Press.– The press is not only free, it is powerful. That power is ours. It is the proudest that man can enjoy. It was not granted by monarchs, it was not gained for us by aristocracies; but it sprang from the people, and, with an immortal instinct, it has always worked for the people. —B. Disraeli.

Presumption.– Presumption is our natural and original disease. —Montaigne.

Presumption never stops in its first attempt. If Cæsar comes once to pass the Rubicon, he will be sure to march further on, even till he enters the very bowels of Rome, and breaks open the Capitol itself. He that wades so far as to wet and foul himself, cares not how much he trashes further. —South.

He that presumes steps into the throne of God. —South.

Pretence.– As a general rule, people who flagrantly pretend to anything are the reverse of that which they pretend to. A man who sets up for a saint is sure to be a sinner, and a man who boasts that he is a sinner is sure to have some feeble, maudlin, sniveling bit of saintship about him which is enough to make him a humbug. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Pretension.– Pretences go a great way with men that take fair words and magisterial looks for current payment. —L'Estrange.

Pride.– I have been more and more convinced, the more I think of it, that in general, pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes. All the other passions do occasional good; but whenever pride puts in its word, everything goes wrong; and what it might really be desirable to do, quietly and innocently, it is mortally dangerous to do proudly. —Ruskin.

Pride's chickens have bonny feathers, but they are an expensive brood to rear – they eat up everything, and are always lean when brought to market. —Alexander Smith.

When pride thaws look for floods. —Bailey.

Pride, like laudanum and other poisonous medicines, is beneficial in small, though injurious in large, quantities. No man who is not pleased with himself, even in a personal sense, can please others. —Frederick Saunders.

Pride is seldom delicate; it will please itself with very mean advantages. —Johnson.

Principles.– Principle is a passion for truth. —Hazlitt.

Principles, like troops of the line, are undisturbed, and stand fast. —Richter.

Whatever lies beyond the limits of experience, and claims another origin than that of induction and deduction from established data, is illegitimate. —G. H. Lewes.

The value of a principle is the number of things it will explain; and there is no good theory of disease which does not at once suggest a cure. —Emerson.

What is the essence and the life of character? Principle, integrity, independence, or, as one of our great old writers has it, "that inbred loyalty unto virtue which can serve her without a livery." —Bulwer-Lytton.

The change we personally experience from time to time we obstinately deny to our principles. —Zimmerman.

Printing.– Things printed can never be stopped; they are like babies baptized, they have a soul from that moment, and go on forever. —George Meredith.

Prison.– Young Crime's finishing school. —Mrs. Balfour.

The worst prison is not of stone. It is of a throbbing heart, outraged by an infamous life. —Beecher.

Procrastination.– Indulge in procrastination, and in time you will come to this, that because a thing ought to be done, therefore you can't do it. —Charles Buxton.

The man who procrastinates struggles with ruin. —Hesiod.

There is, by God's grace, an immeasurable distance between late and too late. —Madame Swetchine.

Prodigality.– This is a vice too brave and costly to be kept and maintained at any easy rate; it must have large pensions, and be fed with both hands, though the man who feeds it starve for his pains. —Dr. South.

When I see a young profligate squandering his fortune in bagnios, or at the gaming-table, I cannot help looking on him as hastening his own death, and in a manner digging his own grave. —Goldsmith.

The gains of prodigals are like fig-trees growing on a precipice: for these, none are better but kites and crows; for those, only harlots and flatterers. —Socrates.

Progress.– All that is human must retrograde if it do not advance. —Gibbon.

What matters it? say some, a little more knowledge for man, a little more liberty, a little more general development. Life is so short! He is a being so limited! But it is precisely because his days are few, and he cannot attain to all, that a little more culture is of importance to him. The ignorance in which God leaves man is divine; the ignorance in which man leaves himself is a crime and a shame. —X. Doudan.

Revolutions never go backwards. —Emerson.

What pains and tears the slightest steps of man's progress have cost! Every hair-breadth forward has been in the agony of some soul, and humanity has reached blessing after blessing of all its vast achievement of good with bleeding feet. —Bartol.

Progress is lame. —St. Bueve.

We know what a masquerade all development is, and what effective shapes may be disguised in helpless embryos. In fact, the world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome dubious eggs called possibilities. —George Eliot.

The pathway of progress will still, as of old, bear the traces of martyrdom, but the advance is inevitable. —G. H. Lewes.

Nations are educated through suffering, mankind is purified through sorrow. The power of creating obstacles to progress is human and partial. Omnipotence is with the ages. —Mazzini.

Every age has its problem, by solving which, humanity is helped forward. —Heinrich Heine.

Men of great genius and large heart sow the seeds of a new degree of progress in the world, but they bear fruit only after many years. —Mazzini.

It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought. Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery; we build where monsters used to hide themselves. —Longfellow.

The activity of to-day and the assurance of to-morrow. —Emerson.

The moral law of the universe is progress. Every generation that passes idly over the earth without adding to that progress by one degree remains uninscribed upon the register of humanity, and the succeeding generation tramples its ashes as dust. —Mazzini.

A fresh mind keeps the body fresh. Take in the ideas of the day, drain off those of yesterday. As to the morrow, time enough to consider it when it becomes to-day. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Promise.– Promises hold men faster than benefits: hope is a cable and gratitude a thread. —J. Petit Senn.

Proof.– In the eyes of a wise judge proofs by reasoning are of more value than witnesses. —Cicero.

Give me the ocular proof; make me see't; or at the least, so prove it, that the probation bear no hinge, no loop, to hang a doubt upon. —Shakespeare.

Prosperity.– Prosperity makes some friends and many enemies. —Vauvenargues.

That fortitude which has encountered no dangers, that prudence which has surmounted no difficulties, that integrity which has been attacked by no temptation, can at best be considered but as gold not yet brought to the test, of which therefore the true value cannot be assigned. —Johnson.

Alas for the fate of men! Even in the midst of the highest prosperity a shadow may overturn them; but if they be in adverse fortune a moistened sponge can blot out the picture. —Æschylus.

Prosperity lets go the bridle. —George Herbert.

Proverbs.– Proverbs are somewhat analogous to those medical formulas which, being in frequent use, are kept ready made up in the chemists' shops, and which often save the framing of a distinct prescription. —Bishop Whately.

The study of proverbs may be more instructive and comprehensive than the most elaborate scheme of philosophy. —Motherwell.

The proverbial wisdom of the populace in the street, on the roads, and in the markets, instructs the ear of him who studies man more fully than a thousand rules ostentatiously displayed. —Lavater.

Prudence.– There is no amount of praise which is not heaped on prudence; yet there is not the most insignificant event of which it can make us sure. —Rochefoucauld.

Too many, through want of prudence, are golden apprentices, silver journeymen, and copper masters. —Whitfield.

Men of sense often learn from their enemies. Prudence is the best safeguard. This principle cannot be learned from a friend, but an enemy extorts it immediately. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war. And this lesson saves their children, their homes, and their properties. —Aristophanes.

Punctuality.– The most indispensable qualification of a cook is punctuality. The same must be said of guests. —Brillat Savarin.

Punctuality is the stern virtue of men of business, and the graceful courtesy of princes. —Bulwer-Lytton.

Punishment.– One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem upon another. —Juvenal.

It is as expedient that a wicked man be punished as that a sick man be cured by a physician; for all chastisement is a kind of medicine. —Plato.

Punishment is lame, but it comes. —George Herbert.

If punishment makes not the will supple it hardens the offender. —Locke.