"It is the night of the world, and still long till it be day; we wander amid the glimmer of smoking ruins, and the sun and the stars of heaven are as if blotted out for a season; and two immeasurable phantoms, Hypocrisy and Atheism, with the ghoul, Sensuality, stalk abroad over the earth, and call it theirs: well at ease are the sleepers for whom existence is a shallow dream."—Carlyle.
"All true men, high and low, each in his sphere, are consciously or unconsciously bringing it to pass; all false and half-true men are fruitlessly spending themselves to hinder it from coming to pass."—Id.
"All evil, and this evil too, is as a nightmare: the instant you begin to stir under it, the evil is, properly speaking, gone. Consider, O reader, whether it be not actually so. Evil, once manfully fronted, ceases to be evil; there is generous battle-hope in place of dead passive misery; the evil itself has become a kind of good."—Id.
"Yet I,
A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak,
Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause,
And can say nothing."—Shakespeare.
"What posterity is likely to judge of these matters we may the better conjecture if we call to mind what our own age, within a few years, upon better experience, hath already judged concerning the same."—Hooker.
"Perhaps there are individuals who will oppose fewer prejudices to the lessons of paganism than to those of Christianity."—D'Aubigné.
"These men's end in all their actions is distraction; their pretence and color, reformation."—Hooker.
"Are we opossums? have we natural pouches, like the kangaroo? Or how, without clothes, could we possess the master-organ, soul's-seat, and true pineal gland of the body social,—I mean, a purse?"—Carlyle.
"Yet if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondsman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so, still, it must be said that the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether."—Lincoln.
"No race has ever shown such capabilities of adaptation to varying soil and circumstances as the negro. Alike to them the snows of Canada, the
