A Heretic Is A Man Who Sees

The Superstition In Which We Grew Up, Though We May Recognize It, Does Not Lose Its Power Over Us.-not All Are Free Who Make Mock Of Their Chains.

Resist As Much As Thou Wilt; Heaven's Ways Are Heaven's Ways.

Well Was It Said By A Man Of Sagacity That Dancing Was A Sort Of Privileged And Reputable Folly, And That The Best Way To Be Convinced Of This Was To Close The Ears And Judge Of It By The Eyes Alone.

The True Vagrant Is The Only King Above All Comparison.

The Superstition In Which We Were Brought Up Never Loses Its Power Over Us, Even After We Understand It.