We Are Bound By The Law, So

The Eyes Like Sentinel Occupy The Highest Place In The Body.

Sweet Is The Memory Of Past Troubles.

For If That Last Day Does Not Occasion An Entire Extinction, But A Change Of Abode Only, What Can Be More Desirable? And If It, On The Other Hand, Destroys And Absolutely Puts An End To Us, What Can Be Preferable To Having A Deep Sleep Fall On Us In The Midst Of The Fatigues Of Life And, Being Thus Overtaken, To Sleep To Eternity?

Hatreds Not Vowed And Concealed Are To Be Feared More Than Those Openly Declared.

There Exists A Law, Not Written Down Anywhere But Inborn In Our Hearts; A Law Which Comes To Us Not By Training Or Custom Or Reading But By Derivation And Absorption And Adoption From Nature Itself; A Law Which Has Come To Us Not From Theory But From Practice, Not By Instruction But By Natural Intuition. I Refer To The Law Which Lays It Down That, If Our Lives Are Endangered By Plots Or Violence Or Armed Robbers Or Enemies, Any And Every Method Of Protecting Ourselves Is Morally Right.