The rarest quality in an epitaph is truth.
All men are children, and of one family. The same tale sends them all to bed, and wakes them in the morning.
Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.
The language of excitement is at best picturesque merely. You must be calm before you can utter oracles.
In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.