In Politics, What Begins In Fear Usually

Iago's Soliloquy - The Motive-hunting Of A Motiveless Malignity - How Awful It Is!

Come, Come Thou Bleak December Wind, And Blow The Dry Leaves From The Tree! Flash, Like A Love-thought, Thro'me, Death And Take A Life That Wearies Me.

Ah! From The Soul Itself Must Issue Forth A Light, A Glory, A Fair Luminous Cloud Enveloping The Earth.

As It Must Not, So Genius Cannot Be Lawless; For It Is Even That Constitutes Its Genius - The Power Of Acting Creatively Under Laws Of Its Own Origination.

Courage Multiplies The Chances Of Success By Sometimes Making Opportunities, And Always Availing Itself Of Them; And In This Sense Fortune May Be Said To Favor Fools By Those Who, However Prudent In Their Opinion, Are Deficient In Valor And Enterprise.