Unpunctuality Is A Vile Habit.

I Cannot But Think We Have Much To Be Thankful For, And More Still To Hope For In The Future.

Our Inheritance Of Well-founded, Slowly Conceived Codes Of Honor, Morals And Manners, The Passionate Convictions Which So Many Hundreds Of Millions Share Together Of The Principles Of Freedom And Justice, Are Far More Precious To Us Than Anything Which Scientific Discoveries Could Bestow.

There Comes Into The Life Of Every Man A Task For Which He And He Alone Is Uniquely Suited. What A Shame If That Moment Finds Him Either Unwilling Or Unprepared For That Which Would Become His Finest Hour.

What Is The Use Of Living, If It Be Not To Strive For Noble Causes And To Make This Muddled World A Better Place For Those Who Will Live In It After We Are Gone?

Everyone Can Recognize History When It Happens. Everyone Can Recognize History After Is Has Happened; But Only The Wise Man Knows At The Moment What Is Vital And Permanent, What Is Lasting And Memorable.