Communism Means Barbarism.

Now The Heart Is So Full That A Drop Overfills It; We Are Happy Now Because God Wills It.

Here Was A Type Of The True Elder Race, And One Of Plutarch's Men Talked With Us Face To Face.

In All Literary History There Is No Such Figure As Dante, No Such Homogeneousness Of Life And Works, Such Loyalty To Ideas, Such Sublime Irrecognition Of The Unessential.

Moral Supremacy Is The Only One That Leaves Monuments, And Not Ruins, Behind It.

His Heart Kep' Goin' Pity-pat, But Hern Went Pity-zekle.