Obstinacy In A Bad Cause Is But

I Believe The World Grows Near Its End, Yet Is Neither Old Nor Decayed, Nor Will Ever Perish Upon The Ruins Of Its Own Principles.

Sleep Is Death's Younger Brother, And So Like Him, That I Never Dare Trust Him Without My Prayers.

He Is Rich Who Hath Enough To Be Charitable.

We Do But Learn To-day What Our Better Advanced Judgements Will Unteach Us Tomorrow.

Men Live By Intervals Of Reason Under The Sovereignty Of Humor And Passion.