To Be Able To Be Caught Up

When The Freedom They Wished For Most Was Freedom From Responsibility, Then Athens Ceased To Be Free And Was Never Free Again.

Tell One Your Thoughts, But Beware Of Two. All Know What Is Known To Three

None But A Poet Can Write A Tragedy. For Tragedy Is Nothing Less Than Pain Transmuted Into Exaltation By The Alchemy Of Poetry.

Old Ideas Are Continually Being Slain By New Facts. There Is Nothing Stable In The Conclusions Of The Mind, And It Is Impossible That There Ever Should Be Unless We Hold That The Universe Is Made To The Measure Of The Human Mind, An Assumption For Which Nothing In The Past Gives Any Warrant.

A People's Literature Is The Great Text-book For Real Knowledge Of Them.