Oh, The Soul Keeps Its Youth!

That Is The Great Mistake About The Affections. It Is Not The Rise And Fall Of Empires, The Birth And Death Of Kings, Or The Marching Of Armies That Move Them Most. When They Answer From Their Depths, It Is To The Domestic Joys And Tragedies Of Life.

Death Is Like The Setting Of The Sun. The Sun Never Sets; Life Never Ceases. ... We Think The Sun Sets, And It Never Ceases Shining; We Think Our Friends Die, And They Never Cease Living.

All Revolutions Are Treason Until They Are Accomplished.

It Is Only In Sorrow Bad Weather Masters Us; In Joy We Face The Storm And Defy It.

Truth Can Be Outraged By Silence Quite As Cruelly As By Speech.