He Who Would Acquire Fame Must Not

The True Law Of The Race Is Progress And Development. Whenever Civilization Pauses In The March Of Conquest, It Is Overthrown By The Barbarian.

No Errors Of Opinion Can Possibly Be Dangerous In A Country Where Opinion Is Left Free To Grapple With Them.

What We Call Vice In Our Neighbor May Be Nothing Less Than A Crude Virtue. To Him Who Knows Nothing More Of Precious Stones Than He Can Learn From A Daily Contemplation Of His Breastpin, A Diamond In The Mine Must Be A Very Uncompromising Sort Of Stone.

Solitude Bears The Same Relation To The Mind That Sleep Does To The Body. It Affords It The Necessary Opportunities For Repose And Recovery.

I Know Not That There Is Anything In Nature More Soothing To The Mind Than The Contemplation Of The Moon, Sailing, Like Some Planetary Bark, Amidst A Sea Of Bright Azure. The Subject Is Certainly Hackneyed; The Moon Has Been Sung By Poet And Poetaster. Is There Any Marvel That It Should Be So?