The Moral System Of The

Charity Is From Person To Person; And It Loses Half, Far More Than Half, Its Moral Value When The Giver Is Not Brought Into Personal Relation With Those To Whom He Gives.

Life Is Change, To Cease To Change Is To Cease To Live; Yet If You May Shed A Tear Beside The Death-bed Of An Old Friend, Let Not Your Heart Be Silent On The Dissolving Of A Faith.

Now, To A Single-minded Man, Who Is Either Brave Enough Or Reckless Enough To Surrender Himself Wholly To One Idea, And Look Neither Right Nor Left, But Only Forward, What Earthly Consequences May Follow Is Not Material. Persecution Strengthens Him; And So He Is Sure He Is Right, Whether His Course End In A Prison Or On A Throne Is No Matter At All. But Men Of This Calibre Are Uncommon In Any Age Or In Any Country Very Uncommon In This Age And This Country.

We Cannot Live On Probabilities. The Faith In Which We Can Live Bravely And Die In Peace Must Be A Certainty, So Far As It Professes To Be A Faith At All, Or It Is Nothing.

I Have Nothing But Myself To Write About, No Facts, No Theories, No Opinions, No Adventures, No Sentiments, Nothing But My Own Poor Barren Individualism, Of Considerable Interest To Me, But I Do Not Know Why I Should Presume It Will Be So To You. Egotism Is Not Tiresome, Or It Ought Not To Be, If One Is Sincere About Oneself; But It Is So Hard To Be Sincere. Well, Never Mind, I Mean To Be, And You Know Me Well Enough To See Through Me When I Am Humbugging.