The highest political buzz word is not liberty, equality, fraternity or solidarity; it is service.
Whither depart the souls of the brave that die in the battle, Die in the lost, lost fight, for the cause that perishes with them?
Well, I know, after all, it is only juxtaposition, Juxtaposition, in short; and what is juxtaposition?
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars.
And almost every one, when age, Disease, or sorrows strike him, Inclines to think there is a God, Or something very like him.
A world where nothing is had for nothing.
Grace is given of god, but knowledge is bought in the market.