It Is Fear That I

When All Is Summed Up, A Man Never Speaks Of Himself Without Loss; His Accusations Of Himself Are Always Believed; His Praises Never.

A Man Must Live In The World And Make The Best Of It, Such As It Is.

The Study Of Books Is A Drowsy And Feeble Exercise Which Does Not Warm You Up.

A Volunteer, You Assign Yourself Specific Roles And Risks According To Your Judgement Of Their Brilliance And Importance, And You See When Life Itself May Be Justifiably Devoted To Them.

Not Because Socrates Said So,... I Look Upon All Men As My Compatriots.