North and South were equally confident that God was on their side, and appealed incessantly to Him.

You were only truly patriotic if you had a laborer for a grandfather and were glad of it.

it is a mistake to talk of the twilight of age, or the blurred sight of old people. The long day grows clearer at its close, and the petty fogs of prejudice which rose between us and our fellows in youth melt away as the sun goes down. At last we see God's creatures as they are.

War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums.

Every child was taught from his cradle that money was Mammon, the chief agent of the flesh and the devil.

Sitting by the chimney corner as we grow old, the commonest things around us take on live meanings and hint at the difference between these driving times and the calm, slow moving days when we were young.

You will find the poet who wrings the heart of the world, or the foremost captain of his time, driving a bargain or paring a potato, just as you would do.