The House Is A Castle

No Facts To Me Are Sacred; None Are Profane.

When A Resolute Young Fellow Steps Up To The Great Bully, The World, And Takes Him Boldly By The Beard, He Is Often Surprised To Find It Comes Off In His Hand, And That It Was Only Tied On To Scare Away The Timid Adventurers.

He That Rides His Hobby Gently Must Always Give Way To Him That Rides His Hobby Hard.

History Is Full, Down To This Day, Of The Imbecility Of Kings And Governors. They Are A Class Of Persons Much To Be Pitied, For They Know Not What They Should Do.

Love Is The Bright Foreigner, The Foreign Self.