Thought Is The Parent Of The Deed.

A Man--be The Heavens Ever Praised!--is Sufficient For Himself.

A Word Spoken In Season, At The Right Moment; Is The Mother Of Ages.

Of Our Thinking It Is But The Upper Surface That We Shape Into Articulate Thought; Underneath The Region Of Argument And Conscious Discourse Lies The Region Of Meditation.

It Is In General More Profitable To Reckon Up Our Defeats Than To Boast Of Our Attainments.

No Iron Chain, Or Outward Force Of Any Kind, Can Ever Compel The Soul Of A Person To Believe Or To Disbelieve.