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Silence Is The Element In Which Great Things Fashion Themselves Together ... Speech Is Too Often ... The Act Of Quite Stifling And Suspending Thought, So That There Is None To Conceal ... Speech Is Of Time, Silence Is Of Eternity ... It Is Idle To Think That, By Means Of Words, Any Real Communication Can Ever Pass From One Man To Another.

There Comes No Adventure But Wears To Our Soul The Shape Of Our Everyday Thoughts.

I Am Moved By The Light.

The Manner In Which The Hours Of Freedom Are Spent Determines, No Less Than Labor And War, The Moral Worth Of A Nation.

The Hour Of Justice Does Not Strike On The Dials Of This World.