Educate the heart. Let us have good men. - Hiram Powers

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Every man's own character is written so all who will may read it, in the expression of his eyes, the tone of his voice, the posture of his body, the style of his clothes, and the nature of his deeds!

Hiram Powers

Educate the heart. Let us have good men.

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The eye is the window of the soul, the mouth the door. The intellect, the will, are seen in the eye; the emotions, sensibilities, and affections, in the mouth. The animals look for man's intentions right into his eyes. Even a rat, when you hunt him and bring him to bay, looks you in the eye.

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The eye is the window of the soul; even an animal looks for a man's intentions right into his eyes.

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