Towering Genius Distains A Beaten

I Care Not Much For A Man's Religion Whose Dog And Cat Are Not The Better For It.

With The Catching Ends The Pleasure Of The Chase.

The Dogmas Of The Quiet Past Are Inadequate To The Stormy Present. The Occasion Is Piled High With Difficulty, And We Must Rise To The Occasion. We Cannot Escape History. We Will Be Remembered In Spite Of Ourselves. The Fiery Trial Through Which We Pass Will Light Us Down In Honour Or Dishonour, To The Last Generation. We Shall Nobly Save, Or Meanly Lose, Our Last Best Hope Of Earth.

A Capacity And Taste For Reading Gives Access To Whatever Has Already Been Discovered By Others.

I Turn, Then, And Look To The American People And To That God Who Has Never Forsaken Them.