Light cares speak, great ones are speechless. -Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent

Many discoveries are reserved for ages still to come . . . . Our universe is a sorry little affair unless it has in it something for every age to investigate.

If God adds another day to our life, let us receive it gladly.

When you enter a grove peopled with ancient trees, higher than the ordinary, and shutting out the sky with their thickly inter-twined branches, do not the stately shadows of the wood, the stillness of the place, and the awful gloom of this doomed cavern then strike you with the presence of a deity?

While the fates permit, live happily; life speeds on with hurried step, and with winged days the wheel of the headlong year is turned.

Some pretend want of power to make a competent return; and you shall find in others a kind of graceless modesty, that makes a man ashamed of requiting an obligation, because it is a confession that he has received one.

To govern was to serve, not to rule.