Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

The death-change comes. Death is another life. We bow our heads At going out, we think, and enter straight Another golden chamber of the king's Larger than this we leave, and lovelier. And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect, The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves. The will of God is all in all. He makes, Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.

The sole equality on earth is death

Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.

There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence.

Who never doubted, never half believed. Where doubt there truth is--'tis her shadow.