Death is a commingling of eternity with time in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.

An unused life is an early death.

Dream no small dreams for they have no power to move the hearts of men.

Wood burns because it has the proper stuff in it and a man becomes famous because he has the proper stuff in him.

It is the strange fate of man, that even in the greatest of evils the fear of the worst continues to haunt him.