A Consistent Soul Believes In Destiny, A

I Suppose, To Use Our National Motto, Something Will Turn Up.

I Grew Intoxicated With My Own Eloquence.

To Supervise People, You Must Either Surpass Them In Their Accomplishments Or Despise Them.

Man Is A Being Born To Believe. And If No Church Comes Forward With Its Title-deeds Of Truth To Guide Him, He Will Find Altars And Idols In His Own Heart And His Own Imagination.

All Is Race; There Is No Other Truth ,and Every Race Must Fall Which Carelessly Suffers Its Blood To Become Mixed.