Liberty Is Not A Right But A

Haie! Haie! These Were The Swift To Harry; These The Keen-scented; These Were The Souls Of Blood. Slow On The Leash, Pallid The Leash-men!

Mass Ought To Be In Latin, Unless You Could Do It In Greek Or Chinese. In Fact, Any Abracadabra That No Bloody Member Of The Public Or Half-educated Ape Of A Clargimint Could Think He Understood.

Properly, We Should Read For Power.

What Counts Is The Cultural Level

Genius... Is The Capacity To See Ten Things Where The Ordinary Man Sees One.