As Americans, We Go Forward,

Every Time An Artist Dies, Part Of The Vision Of Mankind Passes With Him.

The Country Needs And, Unless I Mistake Its Temper, The Country Demands Bold, Persistent Experimentation .

People Die, But Books Never Die. No Man And No Force Can Abolish Memory.

As A Nation, We May Take Pride In The Fact That We Are Softhearted; But We Cannot Afford To Be Soft-headed.

We Know That There Are Chiselers. At The Bottom Of Every Case Of Criticism And Obstruction We Have Found Some Selfish Interest, Some Private Axe To Grind.