Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

Thus Arm In Arm With Thee I Dare Defy My Century Into The Lists.

Death Is A Mighty Mediator. There All The Flames Of Rage Are Extinguished, Hatred Is Appeased, And Angelic Pity, Like A Weeping Sister, Bends With Gentle And Close Embrace Over The Funeral Urn.

The World's History Is The World's Judgment.

The Strong Man Is Strongest When Alone.

We Are Too Prone To Find Fault; Let Us Look For Some Of The Perfections.