Crush humanity out of shape once more, under similar hammers, and it will twist itself into the same tortured forms. Sow the same seed of rapacious license and oppression over again, and it will surely yield the same fruit according to its kind.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
