I Have No Face, Only

Although I Am Not Stupid, The Mathematical Side Of My Brain Is Like Dumb Notes Upon A Damaged Piano.

The Spirit Is An Inward Flame; A Lamp The World Blows Upon But Never Puts Out.

Till I See Money Spent On The Betterment Of Man Instead Of On His Idleness And Destruction, I Shall Not Believe In Any Perfect Form Of Government.

The First Element Of Greatness Is Fundamental Humbleness (this Should Not Be Confused With Servility); The Second Is Freedom From Self; The Third Is Intrepid Courage, Which, Taken In Its Widest Interpretation, Generally Goes With Truth; And The Fourth-the Power Of Love-although I Have Put It Last, Is The Rarest.

His Modesty Amounts To Deformity.