To One, Science Is An Exalted Goddess;

There Are Occasions When The General Belief Of The People, Even Though It Be Groundless, Works Its Effect As Sure As Truth Itself.

A Gloomy Guest Fits Not A Wedding Feast.

Glory To Women! They Weave And Entwine Heavenly Roses Into An Earthly Life.

Even In A Righteous Cause Force Is A Fearful Thing.

What Else Is Chance But The Rude Stone Which Receives Its Life From The Sculptor's Hand? Providence Gives Us Chance, And Man Must Mould It To His Own Designs.