Silence, the great Empire of Silence: higher than all stars; deeper than the Kingdom of Death! It alone is great; all else is small.

With union grounded on falsehood and ordering us to speak and act lies, we will not have anything to do. Peace? A brutal lethargy is peaceable; the noisome is peaceable. We hope for a living peace, not a dead one!

Thought is the parent of the deed.

To be true is manly, chivalrous, Christian; to be false is mean, cowardly, devilish.

Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness, altogether past calculation its powers of endurance.

The press is the fourth estate of the realm.

A force as of madness in the hands of reason has done all that was ever done in the world.