Sorrows Must Die With The Joys They

A Childlike Mind In Its Simplicity Practises That Science Of Good To Which The Wise May Be Blind.

Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned Backward.

There Is No Such Thing As Chance; And What Seem To Us Merest Accident Springs From The Deepest Source Of Destiny.

The World's History Is The World's Judgment.

The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.