My Altars Are The Mountains And The

Are We Aware Of Our Obligations To A Mob? It Is The Mob That Labor In Your Fields And Serve In Your Houses - That Man Your Navy, And Recruit Your Army - That Have Enabled You To Defy The World, And Can Also Defy You When Neglect And Calamity Have Driven Them To Despair. You May Call The People A Mob; But Do Not Forget That A Mob Too Often Speaks The Sentiments Of The People.

In England The Only Homage Which They Pay To Virtue - Is Hypocrisy.

The Dew Of Compassion Is A Tear.

The Cardinal Is At His Wit's End - It Is True That He Had Not Far To Go.

Fills The Air Around With Beauty.