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These Are The Hands Whose Sturdy Labor Brings The Peasant's Food, The Golden Pomp Of Kings; This Is The Page Whose Letters Shall Be Seen, Changed By The Sun To Words Of Living Green; This Is The Scholar Whose Immortal Penspells The First Lesson Hunger Taught To Men; These Are The Lines That Heaven-commanded Toil Shows On His Deed, - The Charter Of The Soil!

We Are All Tattooed In Our Cradles With The Beliefs Of Our Tribe; The Record May Seem Superficial, But It Is Indelible.

The Mark Of A Civilized Man Is His Willingness To Re-examine His Most Cherished Beliefs.

The Minute A Phrase, Becomes Current, It Becomes An Apology For Not Thinking Accurately To The End Of The Sentence.

Anytime You See A Hungarian, Kick Him. He'll Know Why. Any Two Philosophers Can Tell Each Other All They Know In Two Hours.