Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day.

Take care, while you are young, that you can think in those days, 'I never whitened a hair of her dear head, I never marked a sorrowful line in her face!' For …

Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You…

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.

While we maintain the unity of the human species, we at the same time repel the depressing assumption of superior and inferior races of men. There are nations …