The Traitor To Humanity Is The Traitor

O Thou, Whose Days Are Yet All Spring, Faith, Blighted Once, Is Past Retrieving; Experience Is A Dumb, Dead Thing; The Victory's In Believing.

The Pine Is The Mother Of Legends.

Let Us Be Of Good Cheer, However, Remembering That The Misfortunes Hardest To Bear Are Those Which Never Come.

To Genius Life Never Grows Commonplace.

The Ultimate Result Of Protecting Fools From Their Folly Is To Fill The Planet Full Of Fools.