Great Feelings Will Often Take The Aspect

It Is A Sad Weakness In Us, After All, That The Thought Of A Man's Death Hallows Him Anew To Us; As If Life Were Not Sacred Too.

The Devil Tempts Us Not--'tis We Tempt Him, Reckoning His Skill With Opportunity.

The Mind That Is Too Ready At Contempt And Reprobation Is, I May Say, As A Clenched Fist That Can Give Blows, But Is Shut Up From Receiving And Holding Ought That Is Precious.

We Are Not Apt To Fear For The Fearless, When We Are Companions In Their Danger.

Mysterious Haunts Of Echoes Old And Far, The Voice Divine Of Human Loyalty.