Great Buildings, Like Great Mountains, Are The

Every Body Drags Its Shadow, And Every Mind Its Doubt.

The Future Has Several Names. For The Weak, It Is Impossible; For The Fainthearted, It Is Unknown; But For The Valiant, It Is Ideal.

The Straight Line, A Respectable Optical Illusion Which Ruins Many A Man.

Let Us Study Things That Are No More. It Is Necessary To Understand Them, If Only To Avoid Them.

Nothing Is More True, More Real, Than The Primeval Magnetic Disturbances That Two Souls May Communicate To One Another, Through The Tiny Sparks Of A Moment's Glance.