Gentlemen, if my love for you equaled my ignorance of everything concerning you, it would indeed be unbounded.

If there is a remedy, I feel it must lie in how we prepare our young for life.

It seemed a place where heroes could fitly feast after victory, where weary harvesters could line up in scores along the table and keep their Harvest Home with mirth and song, or where two or three friends of simple tastes could sit about as they pleased and eat and smoke and talk in comfort and contentment.

On March 4th, 1830, I arrived in London, where a new world seemed opened to me.

Written By Henry Bessemer

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