A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God's truth is attacked and yet would remain silent.

The truth is always exciting. Speak it, then. Life is dull without it.

A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God's truth is attacked and yet would remain silent.

We should so provide for old age that it may have no urgent wants of this world to absorb it from meditation on the next. It is awful to see the lean hands of dotage making a coffer of the grave.

Race prejudice is not only a shadow over the colored it is a shadow over all of us, and the shadow is darkest over those who feel it least and allow its evil effects to go on.

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.