I Grow Daily To Honor

Caution Is The Lower Story Of Prudence.

Youth Is To All The Glad Season Of Life; But Often Only By What It Hopes, Not By What It Attains, Or What It Escapes.

Silence Is The Eternal Duty Of Man.

Battles, In These Ages, Are Transacted By Mechanism; With The Slightest Possible Development Of Human Individuality Or Spontaneity; Men Now Even Die, And Kill One Another, In An Artificial Manner.

It Is The Feeling Of Injustice That Is Insupportable To All Men.