All things must change to something new, to something strange. I heard the bells on Christmas Day; their old familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words repeat of peace on earth goodwill to men. He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce. Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think. Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think. For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress, and as the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author. In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity. And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, and as silently steal away. Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary. | 
