Heroes, It Would Seem, Exist Always And

There Are Good And Bad Times, But Our Mood Changes More Often Than Our Fortune.

Friend, Hast Thou Considered The "rugged, All-nourishing Earth," As Sophocles Well Names Her; How She Feeds The Sparrow On The Housetop, Much More Her Darling Man?

Men Are Grown Mechanical In Head And In The Heart, As Well As In The Hand. They Have Lost Faith In Individual Endeavour, And In Natural Force Of Any Kind.

No Violent Extreme Endures.

Not What You Possess But What You Do With What You Have, Determines Your True Worth.