Fear Gives Sudden Instincts Of Skill.

In Shakespeare One Sentence Begets The Next Naturally; The Meaning Is All Inwoven. He Goes On Kindling Like A Meteor Through The Dark Atmosphere.

No Man Does Anything From A Single Motive.

I Dislike The Frequent Use Of The Word Virtue, Instead Of Righteousness, In The Pulpit; In Prayer Or Preaching Before A Christian Community, It Sounds Too Much Like Pagan Philosophy.

Enlist The Interests Of Stern Morality And Religious Enthusiasm In The Cause Of Political Liberty, As In The Time Of The Old Puritans, And It Will Be Irresistible.

Blest Hour! It Was A Luxury--to Be!