We arc the miracle of miracles, the great inscrutable mystery of God.
Nothing that was worthy in the past departs; no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die.
No man is born without ambitious worldly desires.
Our grand business undoubtedly is, not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand.
Happy the People whose Annals are blank in History Books!
Variety is the condition of harmony.