We Are Not One People.

Great Grief Makes Sacred Those Upon Whom Its Hand Is Laid. Joy May Elevate, Ambition Glorify, But Sorrow Alone Can Consecrate.

There Is No Bigotry Like That Of "free Thought" Run To Seed.

Nine-tenths Of The World Is Entertained By Scandalous Rumors, Which Are Never Dissected Until They Are Dead And, When Pricked, Collapse Like An Empty Bladder.

Bigotry Is Chronic Dogmatism.

Talent Without Tact Is Only Half Talent.