The words of genius have a wider meaning than the thought that prompted them.
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.
Oh may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence.
Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear.
Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual lifeโโthe life which has a seed of ennobling thought and purpose withinโโcan understand the grief of one who falls from that serene activity into the absorbing soul-wasting struggle with worldly annoyances.
Memory, when duly impregnated with ascertained facts, is sometimes surprisingly fertile.