Men Must Turn Square Corners When They

Our Dead Brothers And Sisters Still Live For Us And Bid Us Think Of Life, Not Death-of Life To Which In Their Youth They Lent The Passion And Glory Of Spring. As I Listen, The Great Chorus Of Life And Joy Begins Again, And Amid The Awful Orchestra Of Seen And Unseen Powers And Destinies Of Good And Evil, Our Trumpets Sound Once More A Note Of Daring, Hope, And Will.

Old Age Is Like An Opium Dream. Nothing Seems Real Except The Unreal.

The Noblest Service Comes From Nameless Hands; And The Best Servant Does His Work Unseen.

The Most Stringent Protection Of Free Speech Would Not Protect A Man In Falsely Shouting Fire In A Theater And Causing A Panic.

If Wine Tells Truth - And So Have Said The Wise, It Makes Me Laugh To Think How Brandy Lies!