Invention Depends Altogether Upon Execution Or Organization;

Gratitude, In Itself, Is Heaven.

To Generalize Is To Be An Idiot.

The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God.

Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau! Mock On, Mock On: 'tis All In Vain! You Throw The Sand Against The Wind, And The Wind Blows It Back Again. And Every Sand Becomes A Gem Reflected In The Beams Divine; Blown Back They Blind The Mocking Eye, But Still In Israel's Paths They Shine. The Atoms Of Democritus And Newton's Particles Of Light Are Sands Upon The Red Sea Shore, Where Israel's Tents Do Shine So Bright.

Better To Shun The Bait Than Struggle In The Snare.