For Only By Unlearning Wisdom Comes.

Humbleness Is Always Grace; Always Dignity

Before Man Made Us Citizens, Great Nature Made Us Men.

Imagination, Where It Is Truly Creative, Is A Faculty, And Not A Quality; It Looks Before And After, It Gives The Form That Makes All The Parts Work Together Harmoniously Toward A Given End, Its Seat Is In The Higher Reason, And It Is Efficient Only As A Servant Of The Will. Imagination, As It Is Too Often Misunderstood, Is Mere Fantasy, The Image-making Power, Common To All Who Have The Gift Of Dreams.

The True Ideal Is Not Opposed To The Real But Lies In It; And Blessed Are The Eyes That Find It.

And What Is So Rare As A Day In June? Then, If Ever, Come Perfect Days.