We See The World Piece

Nature Is A Rag-merchant, Who Works Up Every Shred And Ort And End Into New Creations; Like A Good Chemist, Whom I Found, The Other Day, In His Laboratory, Converting His Old Shirts Into Pure White Sugar.

America Is A Country Of Young Men.

Men Have Come To Speak Of The Revelation As Somewhat Long Ago Given And Done, As If God Were Dead. The Injury To Faith Throttles The Preacher; And The Goodliest Of Institutions Becomes An Uncertain And Inarticulate Voice.

The Wise Man, The True Friend, The Finished Character, We Seek Everywhere, And Only Find In Fragments.

The Secret Of Success In Education Is Respecting The Students.