All The Great Speakers Were Bad Speakers

The Greatest Man In History Was The Poorest.

As Sunbeams Stream Through Liberal Space And Nothing Jostle Or Displace, So Waved The Pine-tree Through My Thought And Fanned The Dreams It Never Brought.

We Love Flattery, Even Though We Are Not Deceived By It, Because It Shows That We Are Of Importance Enough To Be Courted.

The Hero Is Suffered To Be Himself.

The Soul Knows Only The Soul; The Web Of Events Is The Flowing Robe In Which She Is Clothed.