Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.
James Russell Lowell
The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.
I have always been of the mind that in a democracy manners are the only effective weapons against the bowie-knife.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.