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Time And Times Are But Cogwheels, Unmatched, Grinding On Oblivious To One Another. Occasionally - Oh, Very Rarely! - The Cogs Fit; The Pieces Of The Plot Snap Together Momentarily And Give Men Faint Glimpses Beyond The Veil Of This Everyday Blindness We Call Reality.

I Have Accomplished Little Enough, But Such As It Is, It Is The Result Of My Own Efforts.

But Not All Men Seek Rest And Peace; Some Are Born With The Spirit Of The Storm In Their Blood.

Men Are But Men, And The Greatest Men Are They Who Soonest Learn The Simpler Things.

Animals Are Neither Gods Nor Fiends, But Men In Their Way Without The Lust And Greed Of Man.