Man is one; and he hath one great heart. It is thus we feel, with a gigantic throb athwart the sea, each other's rights and wrongs; thus are we men.

Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.

Evil and good are God's right hand and left.

None but the brave and beautiful can love.

He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.

Application is the price to be paid for mental acquisition. To have the harvest, we must sow the seed.

Respect is what we owe; love, what we give.