That Great Dust-heap Called 'history'.

Libraries Are Not Made, They Grow.

Friendship Is A Word, The Very Sight Of Which In Print Makes The Heart Warm.

It Is Pleasant To Be Admitted Into The Birth-chamber Of A Great Idea Destined To Be Translated Into Action.

Poetry Should Be Vital--either Stirring Our Blood By Its Divine Movements Or Snatching Our Breath By Its Divine Perfection. To Do Both Is Supreme Glory, To Do Either Is Enduring Fame.

It Is The Mass That Matters.