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We Are Like The Herb Which Flourisheth Most When It Is Most Trampled On.

The Book Of Books Within This Ample Volume Lies The Mystery Of Mysteries. Happiest They Of Human Race To Whom Their God Has Given Grace To Read, To Fear, To Hope, To Pray, To Lift The Latch, To Force The Way; But Better Had They Ne'er Been Born That Read To Doubt Or Read To Scorn.

Every Hour Has Its End.

And Better Had They Ne'er Been Born, Who Read To Doubt, Or Read To Scorn.

Without Courage There Cannot Be Truth, And Without Truth There Can Be No Other Virtue.