I find, by close observation, that the mothers are the levers which move in education. The men talk about it . . . but the women work most for it.
A room to myself is a luxury that I do not always enjoy.
Slavery is dead, but the spirit which animated it still lives.
No man can feel the iron which enters another man's soul.
The respect that is only bought by gold is not worth much.
If we have had no past, it is well for us to look hopefully to the future - for the shadows bear the promise of a brighter coming day.