It Is As Absurd To Argue Men,

In This World No One Rules By Love; If You Are But Amiable, You Are No Hero; To Be Powerful, You Must Be Strong, And To Have Dominion You Must Have A Genius For Organizing.

Good Is Never Accomplished Except At The Cost Of Those Who Do It, Truth Never Breaks Through Except Through The Sacrifice Of Those Who Spread It.

There Is A Knowledge Which Is Desirable, Though Nothing Come Of It, As Being Of Itself A Treasure, And A Sufficient Remuneration Of Years Of Labor.

Religion Indeed Enlightens, Terrifies, Subdues; It Gives Faith, It Inflicts Remorse, It Inspires Resolutions, It Draws Tears, It Inflames Devotion, But Only For The Occasion.

God Has Created Me To Do Him Some Definite Service; He Has Committed Some Work To Me Which He Has Not Committed To Another. I Have My Mission; I Never May Know It In This Life, But I Shall Be Told It In The Next. I Have A Part In A Great Work; I Am A Link In A Chain, A Bond Of Connection Between Persons. He Has Not Created Me For Naught. I Shall Do Good, I Shall Do His Work; I Shall Be An Angel Of Peace, A Preacher Of Truth In My Own Place, While Not Intending It, If I Do But Keep His Commandments And Serve Him In My Calling.