Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood; as the Emperors signed their names in green ink when under age, but when of age, in purple.

Ne speaketh not; and yet there lies a conversation in his eyes.

Sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great.

In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.

People demand freedom only when they have no power.

The surest pledge of a deathless name Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.

Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and silence.