The civil authority, or that part of it which remained faithful to their trust and true to the ends of the covenant, did, in answer to their consciences, turn out a tyrant, in a way which the Christians in aftertimes will mention with honor, and all tyrants in the world look at with fear.

History is a mighty dramos, enacted upon the theatre of times, with suns for lamps and eternity for a background.

Beautiful it is, and a gleam from the same eternal pole-star visible amid the destinies of men, that all talent, all intellect, is in the first plane moral. What a world were this otherwise!

Song is the heroics of speech.

Evil, once manfully fronted, ceases to be evil; there is generous battle-hope in place of dead, passive misery; the evil itself has become a kind of good.

The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever.

Man is a tool-using animal. Without tools he is nothing, with tools he is all.