Apathy Is A Sort Of Living Oblivion.

The Republic Needed To Be Passed Through Chastening, Purifying Fires Of Adversity And Suffering: So These Came And Did Their Work And The Verdure Of A New National Life Springs Greenly, Luxuriantly, From Their Ashes.

A Cigar Has "...a Fire At One End And A Fool At The Other."

Apathy Is A Sort Of Living Oblivion.

Do Not Lounge In The Cities! There Is Room & Health In The Country, Away From The Crowds Of Idlers & Imbeciles. Go West, Before You Are Fitted For No Life But That Of The Factory.

Journalism Kills You, But It Keeps You Alive As Long As You're Doing It.