The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. — Harriet Beecher Stowe. American abolitionist and author (1811-1896)
Liberty!--Electric word! What is it? Is there anything more in it than a name--a rhetorical flourish? Why, men and women of America, does your hearts blood thrill at that word, for which your fathers bled, and your braver mothers were willing that their noblest and best should die? Is there anything in it glorious and dear for a nation, that is not also glorious and dear for a man?
When you get into a tight place and it seems that you can't go on, hold on--for that's just the place and the time that the tide will turn.
To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization.