“Clouds and darkness surround us, yet Heaven is just, and the day of triumph will surely come, when justice and truth will be vindicated. Our wrongs will be made right, and we will once more, taste the blessings of freedom.”
I am convinced, the longer I live, that life & its blessings are not so entirely unjustly distributed [as] when we are suffering greatly, we are inclined to suppose.”
"What day is so dark that there is no ray of sunshine to penetrate the gloom."
"...my evil genius Procrastination has whispered me to tarry 'til a more convenient season..."