... The Evil That Comes

Forethought Spares Afterthought.

Events That Are Predestined Require But Little Management. They Manage Themselves. They Slip Into Place While We Sleep, And Suddenly We Are Aware That The Thing We Fear To Attempt, Is Already Accomplished.

Youth Is Always Sure That Change Must Mean Something Better.

Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.

The Breed Is More Than The Pasture. As You Know, The Cuckoo Lays Her Eggs In Any Bird's Nest; It May Be Hatched Among Blackbirds Or Robins Or Thrushes, But It Is Always A Cuckoo. ... A Man Cannot Deliver Himself From His Ancestors.