Our Globe Discovers Its Bidden Virtues, Not

Europe Has Always Owed To Oriental Genius Its Divine Impulses. What These Holy Bards Said, All Sane Men Found Agreeable And True.

The Quality Of The Thought Differences The Egyptian And The Roman, The Austrian And The American.

Let No One Honour Me With Tears, Or Bury Me With Lamentation. Why? Because I Fly Hither And Thither, Living In The Mouths Of Me.

The New Statement Is Always Hated By The Old, And, To Those Dwelling In The Old, Comes Like An Abyss Of Skepticism.

Nature Is What You May Do. There Is Much You May Not Do.