Truly there is no such thing as finality.

But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.