A Man Defines His Standing

Our Favorites Are Few; Since Only What Rises From The Heart Reaches It, Being Caught And Carried On The Tongues Of Men Wheresoever Love And Letters Journey.

Right Is The Royal Ruler Alone; And He Who Rules With Least Restraint Comes Nearest To Empire.

Civilization Degrades Many In Order To Exalt The Few.

Good-humor, Gay Spirits, Are The Liberators, The Sure Cure For Spleen And Melancholy. Deeper Than Tears, These Irradiate The Tophets With Their Glad Heavens. Go Laugh, Vent The Pits, Transmuting Imps Into Angels By The Alchemy Of Smiles. The Satans Flee At The Sight Of These Redeemers.

One's Outlook Is A Part Of His Virtue.