I Am Conscious Of Eternal Life.

I Do Not Pretend To Understand The Moral Universe; The Arc Is A Long One. . . . But From What I See I Am Sure It Bends Toward Justice.

The Coat Of The Buffalo Never Pinches Under The Arm, Never Puckers At The Shoulders; It Is Always The Same, Yet Never Old Fashioned Nor Out Of Date.

Truth Stood On One Side And Ease On The Other; It Has Often Been So.

All Men Desire To Be Immortal.

Silence Is A Figure Of Speech, Unanswerable, Short, Cold, But Terribly Severe.