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Tradition: How The Vitality Of The Past Enriches The Life Of The Present.

There Is, It Seems To Us, At Best, Only A Limited Value In The Knowledge Derived From Experience.

Would It Have Been Worth While, To Have Bitten Off The Matter With A Smile, To Have Squeezed The Universe Into A Ball To Roll It Towards Some Overwhelming Question

The Nobel Is A Ticket To One's Own Funeral. No One Has Ever Done Anything After He Got It.

When The Gods Know That A God Hath Fallen, With This Kindly Feeling They Do Encourage Him-- Be Thou A God Again And Again.