I Wonder Why We Hate The Past

The Wrecks Of Slavery Are Fast Growing A Fungus Crop Of Sentiment.

It Is The Curse Of Prosperity That It Takes Work Away From Us, And Shuts That Door To Hope And Health Of Spirit.

N Artistic Atmosphere Does Not Create Artists A Literary Atmosphere Does Not Create Literators; Poets And Painters Spring Up Where There Was Never A Verse Made Or A Picture Seen. This Suggests That God Is No More Idle Now Than He Was At The Beginning, But That He Is Still And Forever Shaping The Human Chaos Into The Instruments And Means Of Beauty.

A Man Never Sees All That His Mother Has Been To Him Until It's Too Late To Let Her Know That He Sees It.

The Conqueror Is Regarded With Awe; The Wise Man Commands Our Respect; But It Is Only The Benevolent Man That Wins Our Affection.