The World Globes Itself In

Talent Finds Its Models, Methods, And Ends In Society, Exists For Exhibition, And Goes To The Soul Only For Power To Work. Genius Is Its Own End, And Draws Its Means And The Style Of Its Architecture From Within.

Prosperity Is Something The Businessmen Created For Politicians To Take Credit For

The Imitator Dooms Himself To Hopeless Mediocrity.

There Are Only Ten Minutes In The Life Of A Pear When It Is Perfect To Eat.

Blame Is Safer Than Praise