My sun is low down upon the horizon, and the days of my pilgrimage are almost numbered.
Adlai Stevenson
The Public Record
American politician (1835–1914); Vice President of the United States from 1893 to 1897
Annoyed at length, turning to her he said: "Dear sister, never shout as a matter of duty; when you can't help it, then shout; but never shout as a mere matter of duty!
New occasions teach new duties; Time makes ancient good uncouth.
Every life, no matter if its every hour is rich with love, and every moment jewelled with a joy, will at its close become a tragedy as sad and deep and dark as can be woven of the warp and woof of mystery and death.
We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry.
We strive in vain to look beyond the heights.
Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities.
It seemed in very truth the knell of hope, the expression of a grief that could know no surcease, the agony of a parting that could know no morrow.
The ill-timed publication of a personal letter defeated Cass in 1848; and within our day the utterance of a single word, unheard by the candidate to whom it was addressed, lost the Presidency to Blaine.
Trifles light as air are sometimes the pivots upon which hinge momentous events.
What calamities would attend the United States, and how short the duration of its independence, if but one man could be found fitted to conduct its administration!
I think that the Government of the United States can go on without him.