Honor Is An Old-world Thing; But It

Fame! It Is The Flower Of A Day, That Dies When The Next Sun Rises.

The Fire Of True Enthusiasm Is Like The Fires Of Baku, Which No Water Can Ever Quench, And Which Burn Steadily On From Night To Day, And Year To Year, Because Their Well-spring Is Eternal.

The Heart Of Silver Falls Ever Into The Hands Of Brass. The Sensitive Herb Is Eaten As Grass By The Swine.

The Radical Defect In Christianity Is That It Tried To Win The World By A Bribe, And It Has Become A Nullity.

Christianity Has Ever Been The Enemy Of Human Love.