Fate Gave, What Chance Shall Not Control,

Culture Is Both An Intellectual Phenomenon And A Moral One

Know, Man Hath All Which Nature Hath, But More, And In That More Lie All His Hopes Of Good.

They... Who Await. No Gifts From Chance, Have Conquered Fate.

Unquiet Souls. In The Dark Fermentation Of Earth, In The Never Idle Workshop Of Nature, In The Eternal Movement, Yea Shall Find Yourselves Again.

If One Were Searching For The Best Means To Efface And Kill In A Whole Nation The Discipline Of Self-respect, The Feeling For What Is Elevated, He Could Do No Better Than Take The American Newspapers.