Properly, We Should Read For Power.

The Rustling Of The Silk Is Discontinued, Dust Drifts Over The Courtyard, There Is Not Sound Of Footfall, And The Leaves Scurry Into Heaps And Lie Still, And She The Rejoicer Of The Heart Is Beneath Them: A Wet Leaf That Clings To The Threshold.

To Break The Pentameter, That Was The First Heave

A Civilized Man Is One Who Will Give A Serious Answer To A Serious Question. Civilization Itself Is A Certain Sane Balance Of Values.

The Real Trouble With War (modern War) Is That It Gives No One A Chance To Kill The Right People.

A Man Of Genius Has A Right To Any Mode Of Expression.