We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.
Have Love. Not love alone for one, but man as man they brother call; and scatter like the circling sun thy charities on all.
Innocence has a friend in heaven.
The future comes slowly, the present flies and the past stands still forever.
In a narrow circle the mind contracts. Man grows with his expanded needs.
There are occasions when the general belief of the people, even though it be groundless, works its effect as sure as truth itself.