The public! why, the public's nothing better than a great baby.

The public! the public! how many fools does it require to make the public? [Fr., Le public! le public! combien faut-il de sots pour faire un public?]

With the magnificence of eternity before us, let time, with all its fluctuations, dwindle into its own littleness.

Feast of William Tyndale, Translator of the Scriptures, Martyr, 1536 Every man is a missionary, now and forever, for good or for evil, whether he intends or designs it or not. He may be a blot radiating his dark influence outward to the very circumference of society, or he may be a blessing spreading benediction over the length and breadth of the world. But a blank he cannot be: there are no moral blanks; there are no neutral characters.

But a blank he cannot be: there are no moral blanks; there are no neutral characters.

Every man is a missionary, now and forever, for good or for evil, whether he intends or designs it or not. He may be a blot radiating his dark influence outward to the very circumference of society, or he may be a blessing spreading benediction over the length and breadth of the world.