The civility of the world has reached that pitch that their more moral genius is becoming indispensable, and the quality of this race is to be honored for itself.
Though I am weak, yet God, when prayed, Cannot withhold his conquering aid.
The corruption of man is followed by the corruption of language.
Within, I do not find wrinkles and used heart, but unspent youth.
We may be partial, but Fate is not.
Every man I meet is in some way my superior...