Each Philosopher, Each Bard, Each Actor Has

The Maker Of A Sentence Launches Out Into The Infinite And Builds A Road Into Chaos And Old Night, And Is Followed By Those Who Hear Him With Something Of Wild, Creative Delight.

Nature Suffers Nothing To Remain In Her Kingdom Which Cannot Help Itself.

Great Men Are More Distinguished By Range And Extent Than By Originality.

Mankind Divides Itself Into Two Classes,--benefactors And Malefactors. The Second Class Is Vast; The First A Handful.

A Day For Toil, An Hour For Sport, But For A Friend Is Life Too Short.