Since We Shall Love Each

Virtue Has A Veil, Vice A Mask.

Life Is A Flower Of Which Love Is Honey.

A Day Will Come When A Cannon Will Be Exhibited In Museums, Just As Instruments Of Torture Are Now, And The People Will Be Astonished That Such A Thing Could Have Been.

The Mother...swinging The Children By Pulling On A Length Of String, While At The Same Time She Kept And Eye On Them With That Protective Watchfulness, Half Animal, Half Angelic, Which Is The Quality Of Motherhood.

Work, Which Makes A Man Free, And Thought, Which Makes Him Worthy Of Freedom.