If Authorities Were Well Organized, There Would

Remorse Is The Punishment Of Crime; Repentance, Its Expiation. The Former Appertains To A Tormented Conscience; The Latter To A Soul Changed For The Better.

Tormented By The Cursed Ambition Always To Put A Whole Book In A Page, A Whole Page In A Sentence, And This Sentence In A Word. I Am Speaking Of Myself.

A Thought Is A Thing As Real As A Cannonball.

Think That Day Lost Whose Descending Sun, Views From Thy Hand No Noble Action Done.

Religion Is Neither A Theology Nor A Theosophy; It Is More Than That, It Is A Discipline, A Law, A Yoke, An Indissoluble Engagement.