No Nation Can Be Destroyed While It

The Cry Of The Soul Is For Freedom. It Longs For Liberty, From The Date Of Its First Conscious Moments.

Idleness Is The Sepulchre Of A Living Man.

Man's Record Upon This Wild World Is The Record Of Work, And Of Work Alone.

No Man Ever Feels The Restraint Of Law So Long As He Remains Within The Sphere Of His Liberty -- A Sphere, By The Way, Always Large Enough For The Full Exercise Of His Powers And The Supply Of All His Legitimate Wants.

It Is The Life In Literature That Acts Upon Life.