Thoughts Come Into Our Minds By Avenues

It Is Easy To Live For Others, Everybody Does. I Call On You To Live For Yourself.

The Imitator Dooms Himself To Hopeless Mediocrity.

Democracy Is Morose, And Runs To Anarchy.

Beauty Brings Its Own Fancy Price, For All That A Man Hath Will He Give For His Love.

Whoso Would Be A Man, Must Be A Nonconformist. He Who Would Gather Immortal Palms Must Not Be Hindered By The Name Of Goodness, But Must Explore It If It Be Goodness. Nothing Is At Last Sacred But The Integrity Of Your Own Mind. Absolve You To Yourself, And You Shall Have The Suffrage Of The World.