A Great Man Is Made Up Of

Whom The Heart Of Man Shuts Out, Sometimes The Heart Of God Takes In, And Fences Them All Round About With Silence Mid The Worlds Loud Din.

And What Is So Rare As A Day In June? Then, If Ever, Come Perfect Days.

Let Us Be Thankful That There Is No Court By Which We Can Be Excluded From Our Share In The Inheritance Of The Great Poets Of All Ages And Countries, To Which Our Simple Humanity Entitles Us.

No Man Can Produce Great Things Who Is Not Thoroughly Sincere In Dealing With Himself.

Tyranny Is Always Weakness