Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever.
Horace MannInjustice alone can shake down the pillars of the skies, and restore the reign of Chaos and Night.
Horace MannKnowledge is but an instrument, which the profligate and the flagitious may use as well as the brave and the just.
Horace MannWhen a child can be brought to tears, not from fear of punishment, but from repentance for his offence, he needs no chastisement. When the tears begin to flow from grief at one's own conduct, be sure there is an angel nestling in the bosom.
Horace Mann