Old Age Is Not A Matter For

If An Eloquent Speaker Speak Not The Truth, Is There A More Horrid Kind Of Object In Creation?

All Human Things Do Require To Have An Ideal In Them; To Have Some Soul In Them.

That Great Mystery Of Time, Were There No Other; The Illimitable, Silent, Never-resting Thing Called Time, Rolling, Rushing On, Swift, Silent, Like An All-embracing Ocean Tide, On Which We And All The Universe Swim Like Exhalations, Like Apparitions Which Are, And Then Are Not: This Is Forever Very Literally A Miracle; A Thing To Strike Us Dumb,-for We Have No Word To Speak About It.

It Is In General More Profitable To Reckon Up Our Defeats Than To Boast Of Our Attainments.

Self-contemplation Is Infallibly The Symptom Of Disease.