I Was Not Afraid Of What I

The War Imbued My Tin Soldiers With Quite A New Interest. It Was Impossible To Have Boxes Enough Of Them.

The Stream Of Time Sweeps Away Errors, And Leaves The Truth For The Inheritance Of Humanity.

The Crowd Will Follow A Leader Who Marches Twenty Paces Ahead Of Them, But If He Is A Thousand Paces Ahead Of Them, They Will Neither See Nor Follow Him.

The Loathing Of Mankind Is A Force That Surprises And Overwhelms One, Fed By Hundreds Of Springs Concealed His Subconsciousness. One Only Detects Its Presence After Having Long Entertained It Unawares.

The Person Upon Whom The Schoolboys' Attention Centred Was, Of Course, The Headmaster.