For What Is Liberty But The Unhampered

The American Language Is In A State Of Flux Based Upon Survival Of The Unfittest.

Purity Engenders Wisdom, Passion Avarice, And Ignorance Folly, Infatuation And Darkness.

Better To Write For Yourself And Have No Public, Than To Write For The Public And Have No Self.

Except For Poverty, Incompatibility, Opposition Of Parents, Absence Of Love On One Side And Of Desire To Marry On Both, Nothing Stands In The Way Of Our Happy Union.

A Stone Lies In A River; A Piece Of Wood Is Jammed Against It; Dead Leaves, Drifting Logs, And Branches Caked With Mud Collect; Weeds Settle There, And Soon Birds Have Made A Nest And Are Feeding Their Young Among The Blossoming Water Plants. Then The River Rises And The Earth Is Washed Away. The Birds Depart, The Flowers Wither, The Branches Are Dislodged And Drift Downward; No Trace Is Left Of The Floating Island But A Stone Submerged By The Water; - Such Is Our Personality.