History Is The Distillation Of Rumour.

And There Are Ben [jonson] And William Shakespeare In Wit-combat, Sure Enough; Ben Bearing Down Like A Mighty Spanish War-ship, Fraught With All Learning And Artillery; Shakespeare Whisking Away From Him - Whisking Right Through Him, Athwart The Big Bulk And Timbers Of Him; Like A Miraculous Celestial Light-ship, Woven All Of Sheet-lightning And Sunbeams!

Worship Of A Hero Is Transcendent Admiration Of A Great Man.

With Stupidity And Sound Digestion, Man May Front Much.

Silence Is The Eternal Duty Of Man.

He Who Has Health, Has Hope; And He Who Has Hope, Has Everything.