When A Dog Is In Your Life,

Thou Makest The Man, O Sorrow!--yes, The Whole Man,--as The Crucible Gold.

Mystery Hovers Over All Things Here Below.

Assassination Makes Only Martyrs, Not Converts.

I Love The People Because I Believe In God. For, If I Did Not Believe In God, What Would The People Be To Me? I Should Enjoy At Ease That Lucky Throw Of The Dice, Which Chance Had Turned Up For Me, The Day Of My Birth; And, With A Secret, Savage Joy, I Should Say, "so Much The Worse For The Losers!--the World Is A Lottery. Woe To The Conquered!

Republicanism And Ignorance Are In Bitter Antagonism.