Every Mind Was Made For Growth, For

Be True To Your Own Highest Convictions.

My Highway Is Unfeatured Air, My Consorts Are The Sleepless Stars, And Men My Giant Arms Upbear My Arms Unstained And Free From Scars.

War Is To Be Ranked Among The Most Dreadful Calamities Which Fall On A Guilty World; And, What Deserves Consideration, It Tends To Multiply And Perpetuate Itself Without End. It Feeds And Grows On The Blood Which It Sheds. The Passions, From Which It Springs, Gain Strength And Fury From Indulgence.

Another Powerful Principle Of Our Nature, Which Is The Spring Of War, Is The Passion For Superiority, For Triumph, For Power. The Human Mind Is Aspiring, Impatient Of Inferiority, And Eager For Preeminence And Control.

Our Affections Are Our Life. We Live By Them; They Supply Our Warmth.