History Is So Indifferently Rich,

Knowledge That Does Not Generate Achievement Is A Pale And Bloodless Thing, Unworthy Of Mankind.

History Seldom Destroys That Which Does Not Deserve To Die; And The Burning Of The Tares Makes For The Next Sowing A Richer Soil.

Man Became Free When He Recognized That He Was Subject To Law.

Grow Strong, My Comrade … That You May Stand Unshaken When I Fall; That I May Know The Shattered Fragments Of My Song Will Come At Last To Finer Melody In You; That I May Tell My Heart That You Begin Where Passing I Leave Off, And Fathom More.

Nothing Is Often A Good Thing To Do And Always A Good Thing To Say.