A Good Style Fits Like A Good

Our Notion Of The Perfect Society Embraces The Family As Its Center And Ornament, And This Paradise Is Not Secure Until Children Appear To Animate And Complete The Picture.

Egotists Cannot Converse, They Talk To Themselves Only.

Friends Are The Leaders Of The Bosom, Being More Ourselves Than We Are, And We Complement Our Affections In Theirs.

Success Is Sweet And Sweeter If Long Delayed And Gotten Through Many Struggles And Defeats.

Science Has Grown Frightfully Audacious In These Days -- Swift-footed, Ponderous, Careering Over Her Iron Ways With Unslacking Pace. This Rampant Dragon, On Which I Am Mounted, See How He Bends His Once Stiff Neck To His Rider, Champing His Checked Bit And Pawing The Dust, Impatient To Leap Around The Globe. Genius Is Prescient, Foresees Its Own Might. Man Is Striving Through These Iron-ribbed, Steam-sped Hippogriffs, To Recover His Lost Ubiquity And Omnipotence, And Threatens Soon To Grasp In His Ample Palm, And Fix With Flaming Eye-ball, The Elemental Forces!