Hope Is Nature's Veil For Hiding Truth's

Good Wishes Alone Will Not Ensure Peace.

To His Sister-in-law: What A Contrast Between Us! You Live A Warm And Glowing Life, Surrounded By Loved Ones Whom You Care For And Who Care For You; You Are Anchored In Contentment. I Drift About Without Rudder Or Compass, A Wreck On The Sea Of Life; I Have No Memories To Cheer Me, No Pleasant Illusions Of The Future To Comfort Me, Or About Me To Satisfy My Vanity. I Have No Family To Furnish The Only Kind Of Survival That Concerns Us, No Friends For The Wholesome Development Of My Affections, Or Enemies For My Malice.

Hope Is Nature's Veil For Hiding Truth's Nakedness.

If I Have A Thousand Ideas And Only One Turns Out To Be Good, I Am Satisfied.

The First Time I Saw Nitroglycerine Was In The Beginning Of The Crimean War. Professor Zinin In St. Petersburg Exhibited Some To My Father And Me, And Struck Some On An Anvil To Show That Only The Part Touched By The Hammer Exploded Without Spreading.