Our dead brothers and sisters still live for us and bid us think of life, not death-of life to which in their youth they lent the passion and glory of Spring. As I listen, the great chorus of life and joy begins again, and amid the awful orchestra of seen and unseen powers and destinies of good and evil, our trumpets sound once more a note of daring, hope, and will.

Taxes are the price we pay for a civilized society.

Leisure only means a chance to do other jobs that demand attention.

A river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure.

The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms. Very often it does not know what to do with genius.

Lawyers spend their professional careers shoveling smoke.

We are all sentenced to capital punishment for the crime of living, and though the condemned cell of our earthly existence is but a narrow and bare dwelling-place, we have adjusted ourselves to it, and made it tolerably comfortable for the little while we are to be confined in it.