Woe to him who would ascribe something like reason to Chance, and make a religion of surrendering to it.

If the whole world I once could see On free soil stand, with the people free Then to the moment might I say, Linger awhile. . .so fair thou art.

How many kings are governed by their ministers, how many ministers by their secretaries? Who, in such cases, is really the chief?

For usually people resist as long as they can to dismiss the fool they harbor in their bosom, they resist to confess a major mistake or to admit a truth that makes them despair.

We always hope, and in all things it is better to hope than to despair.

Children can scarcely be fashioned to meet with our likes and our purpose. Just as God did us give them, so must we hold them and love them, nurture and teach them to fullness and leave them to be what they are.

We are forced to participate in the games of life before we can possibly learn how to use the options in the rules governing them.