The Dead Sleep In Their

Every Stoic Was A Stoic; But In Christendom Where Is The Christian?

Very Idle Is All Curiosity Concerning Other People's Estimate Of Us, And All Fear Of Remaining Unknown Is Not Less So.

If You Have A Nation Of Men Who Have Risen To That Height Of Moral Cultivation That They Will Not Declare War Or Carry Arms, For They Have Not So Much Madness Left In Their Brains, You Have A Nation Of Lovers, Of Benefactors, Of True, Great, And Able Men.

There Are No Days In Life So Memorable As Those Which Vibrate To Some Stroke Of The Imagination.

He That Despiseth Small Things Will Perish By Little And Little.