The Temple Is Holy Because It Is

What Matters Is Not The Idea A Man Holds, But The Depth At Which He Holds It.

In Our Time, The Curse Is Monetary Illiteracy, Just As Inability To Read Plain Print Was The Curse Of Earlier Centuries.

I Desired My Dust To Be Mingled With Yours Forever And Forever And Forever.

A General Loathing Of A Gang Or Sect Usually Has Some Sound Basis In Instinct.

The Art Of Letters Will Come To An End Before A.d. 2000. I Shall Survive As A Curiosity.