Time Is Like An Enterprising Manager Always

I Have No Axe To Grind; Only My Thoughts To Burnish.

The Traveller Must Be Somebody And Come From Somewhere, So That His Definite Character And Moral Traditions May Supply An Organ And A Point Of Comparison For His Observations.

Sanity Is Madness Put To Good Use.

The Soul Is The Voice Of The Body's Interests.

Our Character ... Is An Omen Of Our Destiny, And The More Integrity We Have And Keep, The Simpler And Nobler That Destiny Is Likely To Be.