O Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him; but are, in very deed, Ghosts!

The past is all holy to us; the dead are all holy; even they that were wicked when alive.

Experience is the best of school masters, only the school fees are heavy.

The depth of our despair measures what capability and height of claim we have to hope.

Nothing builds self-esteem and self-confidence like accomplishment.

One life; a little gleam of Time between two Eternities; no second chance to us for evermore!

A man willing to work, and unable to find work, is perhaps the saddest sight that fortune's inequality exhibits under this sun.