History After All Is The True Poetry.

The King Is The Man Who Can.

Silence Is The Element In Which Great Things Fashion Themselves Together; That At Length They May Emerge, Full-formed And Majestic, Into The Daylight Of Life, Which They Are Thenceforth To Rule.

The Eye Of The Intellect "sees In All Objects What It Brought With It The Means Of Seeing."

Of All God's Creatures, Man Alone Is Poor.

He That Can Work Is Born To Be King Of Something.