God hands gifts to some, whispers them to others.

After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer.

Polite beggary is too common.

A crowd always thinks with its sympathy, never with its reason.

God hands gifts to some, whispers them to others.

Public opinion is the atmosphere of society, without which the forces of the individual would collapse, and all the institutions of society fly into atoms.

Ah, could the soul, like the body, have a mirror! It has,--a friend.