Man Is Not To Be Comprehended As

War Is A Series Of Catastrophes Which Result In Victory.

The Spoken Discourse May Roll On Strongly As The Great Tidal Wave; But, Like The Wave, It Dies At Last Feebly On The Sands. It Is Heard By Few, Remembered By Still Fewer, And Fades Away, Like An Echo In The Mountains, Leaving No Token Of Power. It Is The Written Human Speech, That Gave Power And Permanence To Human Thought.

The Sovereignty Of One's Self Over One's Self Is Called Liberty.

One Man Is Equivalent To All Creation. One Man Is A World In Miniature.

Strange And Mysterious Name To Give To The Spirit Of Darkness! Lucifer, The Son Of The Morning! Is It He Who Bears The Light, And With Its Splendors Intolerable Blinds Feeble, Sensual, Or Selfish Souls? Doubt It Not!