Why came we here? By blind chance or design? The books are full of guesses, half-truths and lies. We only know that we are here. From whence we came and whither we go is the problem. Being here, our highest endeavors should be to do some little good. Then close our eyes and wait for the answer. We can find it in no other way.
Man and misery are not twins but father and son.
The woman to whom temptation never came cannot be said to be virtuous.
The blast of the golden bugle shall not always drown the wail of the poor.
When faults lie thick and die, the crop of good deeds to follow will be the greater.