No one will grieve because your lips are dumb.

There is no balking genius. Only death can silence it or hinder.

A pat on the back is only a few vertebrae removed from a kick in the pants, but is miles ahead in results.

Better to wait and yearn, and still to wait, And die at last with unappeased desire, Than live to be the jest of such a fate, For that is my conception of hell-fire.

Wiped the cold dew-drops from his cheek And sought the mourner's side again. "Once more, dear lady, I must speak: Your last remaining son was slain Just at the closing of the fight; Twas he who sent me here to-night." "God knows," the man said afterward, "The fight itself was not so hard."

Give her not greatness. For great souls must stand Alone and lonely in this little world: Cleft rocks that show the great Creator's hand, Thither by earthquakes hurled.

Say you are well, or all is well with you, and God shall hear your words and make them true.