I Grow Daily To Honor

All Work, Even Cotton-spinning, Is Noble; Work Is Alone Noble.

Not One False Man But Doth Uncountable Evil.

Conviction Never So Excellent, Is Worthless Until It Coverts Itself Into Conduct.

In This World There Is One Godlike Thing, The Essence Of All That Was Or Ever Will Be Of Godlike In This World: The Veneration Done To Human Worth By The Hearts Of Men.

That A Parliament, Especially A Parliament With Newspaper Reporters Firmly Established In It, Is An Entity Which By Its Very Nature Cannot Do Work, But Can Do Talk Only.