How poor this world would be without its graves, without the memories of its mighty dead. Only the voiceless speak forever.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

Every cradle asks us, "Whence?" and every coffin, "Whither?" The poor barbarian, weeping above his dead, can answer these questions as intelligently as the robed priest of the most authentic creed

Good nature is the cheapest commodity in the world, and love is the only thing that will pay ten percent, to borrower and lender both.

Courage without conscience is a wild beast.

Suspicion is only another form of cowardice. The man who suspects constantly suspects because he is afraid. Whenever you find a man with a free, frank, generous, brave nature, you will find that man without suspicion.