SundayMar 26, 2017
O death! We thank thee for the light that thou wilt shed upon our ignorance.
Jacques Bénigne Bossuet
The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is dearly bought 'tis mine, and I will have it.
Real merit of any kind cannot long be concealed; it will be discovered, and nothing can depreciate it but a man exhibiting it himself. It may not always be rewarded as it ought; but it will always be known.
Philip Dormer Shanhope, Lord Chesterfield