Gray Are All The Theories, But Green

The Philosophers Must Station Themselves In The Middle.

Where Is The Man Who Has The Strength To Be True, And To Show Himself As He Is?

He Who Can Not Learn To Love Must Flatter.

All That Is Noble Is In Itself Of A Quiet Nature, And Appears To Sleep Until It Is Aroused And Summoned Forth By Contrast.

Old Age Is Never Honored Among Us, But Only Indulged, As Childhood Is; And Old Men Lose One Of The Most Precious Rights Of Man,--that Of Being Judged By Their Peers.