It Is Natural To Man To Regard

The Mob Has Nothing To Lose, Everything To Gain.

People Who Think Honestly And Deeply Have A Hostile Attitude Towards The Public.

Every Spoken Word Arouses Our Self-will.

There Is No Patriotic Art.

The Flowers Of Life Are But Visionary. How Many Pass Away And Leave No Trace Behind! How Few Yield Any Fruit,--and The Fruit Itself, How Rarely Does It Ripen! And Yet There Are Flowers Enough; And Is It Not Strange, My Friend, That We Should Suffer The Little That Does Really Ripen To Rot, Decay, And Perish Unenjoyed?