There Is But One Way Of Refusing

The Hand Which Moves Over The Dial Moves Also Among Souls.

The Book Which The Reader Now Holds In His Hands, From One End To The Other, As A Whole And In Its Details, Whatever Gaps, Exceptions, Or Weaknesses It May Contain, Treats Of The Advance From Evil To Good, From Injustice To Justice, From Falsity To Truth, From Darkness To Daylight, From Blind Appetite To Conscience, From Decay To Life, From Bestiality To Duty, From Hell To Heaven, From Limbo To God. Matter Itself Is The Starting-point, And The Point Of Arrival Is The Soul. Hydra At The Beginning, An Angel At The End.

At The Shrine Of Friendship Never Say Die, Let The Wine Of Friendship Never Run Dry

Give To A Being The Useless, And Deprive Him Of The Needful, And You Have The Gamin.

[t]he Small Is Great, The Great Is Small; All Is In Equilibrium In Necessity.