The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.

Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity.

In the parliament of the present every man represents a constituency of the past.

Democracy is that form of society, no matter what its political classification, in which every man has a chance and knows that he has it.