Mercy more becomes a magistrate than the vindictive wrath which men call justice.

We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.

Stars of earth, these golden flowers; emblems of our own great resurrection; emblems of the bright and better land.

Resolve and thou art free.

The bravest are the tenderest.

For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.