As A Historian, He Felt It His

You Say That Love Is Nonsense. I Tell You It Is No Such Thing. For Weeks And Months It Is A Steady Physical Pain, An Ache About The Heart, Never Leaving One, By Night Or By Day; A Long Strain On One's Nerves Like Toothache Or Rheumatism, Not Intolerable At Any One Instant, But Exhausting By Its Steady Drain On The Strength.

That The American, By Temperament, Worked To Excess, Was True; Work And Whiskey Were His Stimulants; Work Was A Form Of Vice; But He Never Cared Much For Money Or Power After He Earned Them.

The Spider-mind Acquires A Faculty Of Memory, And, With It, A Singular Skill Of Analysis And Synthesis, Taking Apart And Putting Together In Different Relations The Meshes Of Its Trap. Man Had In The Beginning No Power Of Analysis Or Synthesis Approaching That Of The Spider, Or Even Of The Honey-bee; But He Had Acute Sensibility To The Higher Forces.

Mathematicians Practice Absolute Freedom.

Against Them Make Ready Your Strength To The Utmost Of Your Power, Including Steeds Of War, To Strike Terror Into (the Hearts Of) The Enemies, Of Allah And Your Enemies, And Others Besides, Whom Ye May Not Know, But Whom Allah Doth Know