The pen has shaken nations.

Many a beggar at the crossway, or gray-haired shepherd on the plain, hath more of the end of all wealth than hundreds who multiply the means.

As thou directest the power, harm or advantage will follow, and the torrent that swept the valley may be led to turn a mill.

A spark is a molecule of matter, yet may it kindle the world; vast is the mighty ocean, but drops have made it vast. Despise not thou small things, either for evil or for good; for a look may work thy ruin, or a word create thy wealth.

He who does not tire, tires adversity.

Lay not the plummet to the line; religion hath no landmarks; no human keenness can discern the subtle shades of faith.

The seeds of first instructions are dropp'd into the deepest furrows.