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Of All The Mental And Physical Polluters Of Life, Nothing Exercises Such A Poisonous Effect As Fear.

Men Are Only As Great As They Are Kind.

Literature Is The Noblest Of All The Arts. Music Dies On The Air, Or At Best Exists Only As A Memory; Oratory Ceases With The Effort; The Painter's Colors Fade And The Canvas Rots; The Marble Is Dragged From Its Pedestal And Is Broken Into Fragments.

Every Life Is Its Own Excuse For Being.

Public Opinion Is The Judgment Of The Incapable Many Opposed To That Of The Discerning Few.