Let Me Have My Own Way In

He That Can Work Is Born To Be King Of Something.

Conviction Is Worthless Unless It Is Converted Into Conduct.

Love Is Ever The Beginning Of Knowledge As Fire Is Of Light.

The Graceful Minuet-dance Of Fancy Must Give Place To The Toilsome, Thorny Pilgrimage Of Understanding. On The Transition From The Age Of Romance To That Of Science.

Persons, With Big Wigs Many Of Them And Austere Aspect, Whom I Take To Be Professors Of The Dismal Science… Coining “dismal Science” As A Nickname For Political Economy