Old age is always wakeful as if the longer linked with life the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.

We live in an age when to be young and to be indifferent can be no longer synonymous. We must prepare for the coming hour. The claims of the Future are represented by suffering millions and the Youth of a Nation are the trustees of Posterity.

In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the past we have arrived.