Collectors Are Happy People.

The March Of Intellect, Which Licks All The World Into Shape, Has Even Reached The Devil.

It Is Natural To Man To Regard Himself As The Object Of The Creation, And To Think Of All Things In Relation To Himself, And The Degree In Which They Can Serve And Be Useful To Him.

Man Must Strive, And Striving He Must Err.

Someday Perhaps The Inner Light Will Shine Forth From Us, And The We'll Need No Other Light.

Happy The Man Who Early Learns The Wide Chasm That Lies Between His Wishes And His Powers.