The rarest quality in an epitaph is truth.
Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.
If you can speak what you will never hear, if you can write what you will never read, you have done rare things.
In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.