Communism Means Barbarism.

Solitude Is As Needful To The Imagination As Society Is Wholesome For The Character.

How I Do Love The Earth. I Feel It Thrill Under My Feet. I Feel Somehow As If It Were Conscious Of My Love, As If Something Passed Into My Dancing Blood From It.

A Friendship Counting Nearly Forty Years Is The Finest Kind Of Shade-tree I Know.

For Men In Earnest Have No Time To Waste In Patching Fig-leaves For The Naked Truth.

The Don Quixote Of One Generation May Live To Hear Himself Called The Savior Of Society By The Next.