Every man is eloquent once in his life.

The sun shines today also.

Why should we fear to be crushed by savage elements, we who are made up of the same elements?

God may forgive sins, he said, but awkwardness has no forgiveness in heaven or earth.

A wise writer will feel that the ends of study and composition are best answered by announcing undiscovered regions of thought, and so communicating, through hope, new activity to the torpid spirit.

Man's life is a progress, not a station.

The new statement is always hated by the old, and, to those dwelling in the old, comes like an abyss of skepticism.