The Life Of Truth Is

Every Day, A Little Sadder, A Little Madder. Will Someone Get Me A Ladder?

Whenever You Are Sincerely Pleased You Are Nourished.

He Only Is A Well-made Man Who Has A Good Determination. And The End Of Culture Is Not To Destroy This, God Forbid! But To Train Away All Impediment And Mixture And Leave Nothing But Pure Power.

But Whoso Is Heroic Must Find Crises To Try His Edge. Human Virtue Demands Her Champions And Martyrs, And The Trial Of Persecution Always Proceeds.

In Nature Nothing Can Be Given. All Things Are Sold.