“ The note is the same, I fancy, be the octave high or low. ”
Well, what was it to be a thief? He met the question at last, face to face, wiping the clammy drops of sweat from his forehead. God made this money - the fresh air, too - for his children's use. He never made the difference between poor and rich.
~ Rebecca Harding Davis
Reform is born of need not pity.
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet.
Our young people have come to look upon war as a kind of beneficent deity, which not only adds to the national honor but uplifts a nation and develops patriotism and courage.
