Whoever degrades another degrades me, And whatever is done or said returns at last to me.

Silence? What can New York-noisy, roaring, rumbling, tumbling, bustling, story, turbulent New York-have to do with silence? Amid the universal clatter, the incessant din of business, the all swallowing vortex of the great money whirlpool-who has any, even distant, idea of the profound repose......of silence?

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy.

Youth, large, lusty, loving -- Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?

All truths wait in all things,/They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it

Comrades mine and I in the midst, and their memory ever to keep for the dead I loved so well.