There Are Some Silent People Who Are

There Is Anguish In The Recollection That We Have Not Adequately Appreciated The Affection Of Those Whom We Have Loved And Lost.

Things Must Be Done By Parties, Not By Persons Using Parties As Tools.

Twilight Makes Us Pensive; Aurora Is The Goddess Of Activity; Despair Curses At Midnight; Hope Blesses At Noon.

Let The Fear Of A Danger Be A Spur To Prevent It; He That Fears Not, Gives Advantage To The Danger.

This Is To Be Observed Of The Bishop Of London, That, Though Apparently Of A Spirit Somewhat Austere, There Is In His Idiosyncrasy A Strange Fund Of Enthusiasm, A Quality Which Ought Never To Be Possessed By An Archbishop Of Canterbury, Or A Prime Minister Of England. The Bishop Of London Sympathies With Everything That Is Earnest; But What Is Earnest Is Not Always True; On The Contrary Error Is Often More Earnest Than Truth.