Friend, hast thou considered the "rugged, all-nourishing earth," as Sophocles well names her; how she feeds the sparrow on the housetop, much more her darling man?

It is part of my creed that the only poetry is history, could we tell it right.

Woe to him that claims obedience when it is not due; woe to him that refuses it when it is.

Fancy that thou deservest to be hangedthou wilt feel it happiness to be only shot: fancy that thou deservest to be hanged ina hair halter, it will be a luxury to die in hemp.

He that has a secret should not only hide it, but hide that he has it to hide.

He that has done nothing has known nothing.

To reform a world, to reform a nation, no wise man will undertake; and all but foolish men know, that the only solid, though a far slower reformation, is what each begins and perfects on himself.