A Fair Day's Wage For

No Pressure, No Diamonds.

All Greatness Is Unconscious, Or It Is Little And Naught.

Habit Is The Deepest Law Of Human Nature

Histories Are As Perfect As The Historian Is Wise, And Is Gifted With An Eye And A Soul.

When I Gaze Into The Stars, They Look Down Upon Me With Pity From Their Serene And Silent Spaces, Like Eyes Glistening With Tears Over The Little Lot Of Man. Thousands Of Generations, All As Noisy As Our Own, Have Been Swallowed Up By Time, And There Remains No Record Of Them Any More. Yet Arcturus And Orion, Sirius And Pleiades, Are Still Shining In Their Courses, Clear And Young, As When The Shepherd First Noted Them In The Plain Of Shinar!