It don't look well, now, for a feller to be praisin' himself; but I say it jest because it's the truth. I believe I'm reckoned to bring in about the … - Harriet Beecher Stowe

In how many families do you hear the legend that all the goodness and graces of the living are nothing to the peculiar charms of one who is not. It is as if heaven had an especial band of angels, whose office it was to sojourn for a season here, and endear to them the wayward human heart, that they might bear it upward with them in their homewoard flight. When you see that deep, spiritual light in the eye, — -when the little soul reveals itself in words sweeter and wiser than the ordinary words of children, — -hope not to retain that child, for the seal of heaven is on it, and the light of immortality looks out from its eyes.

Every nation that carries in its bosom great and unredressed injustice has in it the elements of this last convulsion.

إننا نقف ههنا بوصفنا أحراراً، تحت سماء الله، كما تقفون أنتم. وبعونٍ من الرب العظيم الذي خلقنا، سنقاتل من أجل حريتنا إلى أن ننتصر أو نموت.»