The Greatest Event For The World Is

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.

Let Each Become All That He Was Created Capable Of Being.

Heroes, It Would Seem, Exist Always And A Certain Worship Of Them.

Not Brute Force But Only Persuasion And Faith Are The Kings Of This World.

In Private Life I Never Knew Anyone Interfere With Other People's Disputes But He Heartily Repented Of It.