A Parsimony Of Words Prodigal Of Sense.

All Of Us Encounter, At Least Once In Our Life, Some Individual Who Utters Words That Make Us Think Forever. There Are Men Whose Phrases Are Oracles; Who Condense In One Sentence The Secrets Of Life; Who Blurt Out An Aphorism That Forms A Character Or Illustrates An Existence.

Silence Is The Mother Of Truth.

Conservatism Discards Prescription, Shrinks From Principle, Disavows Progress; Having Rejected All Respect For Antiquity, It Offers No Redress For The Present, And Makes No Preparation For The Future.

Religion Is Civilization, The Highest.

The Unfortunate Are Always Egotistical.