If bread is the first necessity of life, recreation is a close second.

I first saw the light in the city of Boston in the year 1857.

Is a man satisfied, merely because he is perfumed himself, to mingle with a malodorous crowd?

The primal principle of democracy is the worth and dignity of the individual.

Competition, which is the instinct of selfishness, is another word for dissipation of energy, while combination is the secret of efficient production.

With a tear for the dark past, turn we then to the dazzling future, and, veiling our eyes, press forward. The long and weary winter of the race is ended. Its summer has begun. Humanity has burst the chrysalis. The heavens are before it.

If bread is the first necessity of life, recreation is a close second.