Activity Is Contagious.

Great Is The Art, Great Be The Manners, Of The Bard. He Shall Not His Brain Encumber With The Coil Of Rhythm And Number; But, Leaving Rule And Pale Forethought, He Shall Aye Climb For His Rhyme. "pass In, Pass In," The Angels Say

Every Individual Strives To Grow And Exclude, To The Extremities Of The Universe, And To Impose The Law Of Its Being On Every Other Creature.

Consistency Is The Bugbear That Frightens Little Minds.

In Self-trust All The Virtues Are Comprehended.

Good Nature Is Stronger Than Tomahawks.