There Is A Sacredness In Tears

History Is But A Kind Of Newgate Calendar, A Register Of The Crimes And Miseries That Man Has Inflicted On His Fellow-man.

Others May Write From The Head, But He Writes From The Heart, And The Heart Will Always Understand Him.

There Are Moments Of Mingled Sorrow And Tenderness, Which Hallow The Caresses Of Affection.

There Is A Remembrance Of The Dead To Which We Turn Even From The Charms Of The Living.

Washington, In Fact, Had Very Little Private Life, But Was Eminently A Public Character.