Wherever there is power to use or to direct, there is duty.

For we are but as stewards, appointed to employ the means entrusted to us for our own and for others' good.
The abiding sense of duty is the very crown of character.

It is the upholding law of man in his highest attitudes.

Without it, the individual totters and falls before the first puff of adversity or temptation; whereas, inspired by it, the weakest becomes strong and full of courage.

"Duty," says Mrs.Jameson, "is the cement which binds the whole moral edifice together; without which, all power, goodness, intellect, truth, happiness, love itself, can have no permanence; but all the fabric of existence crumbles away from under us, and leaves us at last sitting in the midst of a ruin, astonished at our own desolation." Duty is based upon a sense of justice--justice inspired by love, which is the most perfect form of goodness.