Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind

However Stupid A Fools Words May Be, They Are Sometimes Enough To Confound An Intelligent Man.

Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind A Home In Your Manes?

I Am Who I Am And That's Who I Am

[f]or Contemporary Judgment Does Not Recognize That Much Depth Of Soul Is Needed To Light Up The Picture Drawn From Contemptible Life And Elevate It Into A Pearl Of Creation.

At The End Of The Table, The Secretary Was Reading The Decision In Some Case, But In Such A Mournful And Monotonous Voice, That The Condemned Man Himself Would Have Fallen Asleep While Listening To It. The Judge, No Doubt, Would Have Been The First Of All To Do So, Had He Not Entered Into An Engrossing Conversation While It Was Going On.