We Call Heaven Our Home, As The

To Be Happy Is Not The Purpose For Which You Are Placed In This World.

High Original Genius Is Always Ridiculed On Its First Appearance; Most Of All By Those Who Have Won Themselves The Highest Reputation In Working On The Established Lines. Genius Only Commands Recognition When It Has Created The Taste Which Is To Appreciate It.

History Is A Voice Forever Sounding Across The Centuries The Laws Of Right And Wrong. Opinions Alter, Manners Change, Creeds Rise And Fall, But The Moral Law Is Written On The Tablets Of Eternity.

Crime Is Not Punished As An Offense Against God, But As Prejudicial To Society.

Life Is More Than A Theory, And Love Of Truth Butters No Bread: Old Men Who Have Had To Struggle Along Their Way, Who Know The Endless Bitterness, The Grave Moral Deterioration Which Follow An Empty Exchequer, May Well Be Pardoned For An Over-wish To See Their Sons Secured From It; Hunger, At Least, Is A Reality.