For Men In Earnest Have No Time

In The Scale Of The Destinies, Brawn Will Never Weigh So Mach As Brain.

To Make The Common Marvelous Is The Test Of Genius.

They Have Rights Who Dare Maintain Them.

Granting Our Wish Is One Of Fate's Saddest Jokes.

The Time Is Ripe, And Rotten-ripe, For Change; Then Let It Come: I Have No Dread Of What Is Called For By The Instinct Of Mankind. Nor Think I That God's World Would Fall Apart Because We Tear A Parchment More Or Less. Truth Is Eternal, But Her Effluence, With Endless Change, Is Fitted To The Hour; Her Mirror Is Turned Forward, To Reflect The Promise Of The Future, Not The Past. I Do Not Fear To Follow Out The Truth.