Laborin' man an' laborin' woman Hev one glory an' one shame; Ev'y thin' thet' s done inhuman Injers all on 'em the same.

To me it seems not unreasonable to find a re-enforcement of optimism, a renewal of courage and hope, in the modern theory that man has mounted to what he is from the lowest step of potentiality, through toilsome grades of ever-expanding existence, even thought it have been by a spiral stairway, mainly dark or dusty, with loop-holes at long intervals only, and these granting but a narrow and one-sided view.

Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide.

Idleness induces caprice.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, himself, his hungering neighbor and me.

Incredulity robs us of many pleasures, and gives us nothing in return.

And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.