Memory Marks The Horizon Of Our Consciousness,

Fullness Is Always Quiet; Agitation Will Answer For Empty Vessels Only.

Many Can Argue - Not Many Converse.

Our Ideals Are Our Better Selves.

Genius Has Oftenest Been The Pariah Of His Time, The Unhoused God Whom None Cared For, Unnamed Till They Whom He First Promoted, Enriched And Honored, Found It Honorable To Own Their Benefactor.

The Passions Refuse To Be Organized On A Basis Of Their Own; Hostile To Personal Freedom And One Another, They Rush Precipitately Into Anarchy And Mob Rule.