Who waits until the wind shall silent keep Will never find the ready hour to sow.

Wounded vanity knows when it is mortally hurt; and limps off the field, piteous, all disguises thrown away. But pride carries its banner to the last.

When Time is spent, Eternity begins.

I shall be found with 'Indians' engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.

Who waits until the wind shall silent keep Will never find the ready hour to sow.

There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families

That indescribable expression peculiar to people who hope they have not been asleep, but know they have.