Despair Is The Only Genuine Atheism.

Joy Descends Gently Upon Us Like The Evening Dew, And Does Not Patter Down Like A Hailstorm.

A Man Never Discloses His Own Character So Clearly As When He Describes Anothers.

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.

Courage Consists Not In Blindly Overlooking Danger, But In Seeing It, And Conquering It.

Two Aged Men, That Had Been Foes For Life, Met By A Grave, And Wept - And In Those Tears They Washed Away The Memory Of Their Strife; Then Wept Again The Loss Of All Those Years.