If the stars should appear just one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore!

If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the univ

We live by our imagination, our admirations, and our sentiments.

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do.

Shallow men believe in luck. Strong men believe in cause and effect.

They have in themselves what they value in their horse, mettle and bottom