However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure.

Music is the universal language of mankind.

Evil is only good perverted.

The history of the past is a mere puppet-show. A little man comes out and blows a little trumpet, and goes in again. You look for something new, and lo! another little man comes out, and blows another little trumpet, and goes in again. And it is all over.

The natural alone is permanent. Fantastic idols may be worshipped for a while; but at length they are overturned by the continual and silent progress of Truth, as the grim statues of Copan have been pushed from their pedestals by the growth of forest-trees, whose seeds were sown by the wind in the ruined walls.

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth.