It is the great triumph of genius to make the common appear novel.

All truly wise thoughts have been thought already thousands of times; but to make them truly ours, we must think them over again honestly, until they take root in our personal experience.

You shall abstain, shall abstain. That is the eternal song.

Would you require a wretched being, whose life is slowly wasting under a lingering disease, to despatch himself at once by the stroke of a dagger? Does not the very disorder which consumes his strength deprive him of the courage to effect his deliverance?

Whatever is the object of a saint's hope is the subject of his prayer.

It is ever true that he who does nothing for others, does nothing for himself." ~ Goethe

Since Time is not a person we can overtake when he is gone, let us honor him with mirth and cheerfulness of heart while he is passing.