That Which Moveth The Heart

Solitude Is The Audience-chamber Of God.

Those Who In Living Fill The Smallest Space, In Death Have Often Left The Greatest Void.

Great Men Lose Somewhat Of Their Greatness By Being Near Us; Ordinary Men Gain Much.

Dignity, In Private Men And In Governments, Has Been Little Else Than A Stately And Stiff Perseverance In Oppression; And Spirit, As It Is Called, Little Else Than The Foam Of Hard-mouthed Insolence.

We May Receive So Much Light As Not To See, And So Much Philosophy As To Be Worse Than Foolish.