Do you hear the people sing Lost in the valley of the night? It is the music of a people Who are climbing to the light. For the wretched of the earth There is a flame that never dies. Even the darkest night will end And the sun will rise.

Foppery is the egotism of clothes.

Houses are like the human beings that inhabit them.

God secludes Himself; but the thinker listens at the door.

No man is more unhappy than the one who is never in adversity; the greatest affliction of life is never to be afflicted.

I don't mind what Congress does, as long as they don't do it in the streets and frighten the horses.

Those who every morning plan the transactions of the day and follow out that plan carry a thread that will guide them through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of their time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all their occupations. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, chaos will soon reign.