The dogmas of the quiet past, are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise -- with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew.

If we’d been born where they were born, and taught what they were taught, we would believe what they believe.

All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

I will study and get ready, and perhaps my chance will come.