If You Would Not Be Known To

In Eloquence, The Great Triumphs Of The Art Are When The Orator Is Lifted Above Himself; When Consciously He Makes Himself The Mere Tongue Of The Occasion And The Hour, And Says What Cannot But Be Said. Hence The Term "abandonment" To Describe The Self- Surrender Of The Orator. Not His Will, But The Principle On Which He Is Horsed, The Great Connection And Crisis Of Events, Thunder In The Ear Of The Crowd.

A Child Is A Curly, Dimpled Lunatic.

O Friend, Never Strike Sail To A Fear!

'tis A Superstition To Insist On A Special Diet. All Is Made At Last Of The Same Chemical Atoms.

We Wake From One Dream Into Another Dream.