One Usually Thinks People To Be More

Thou Tremblest Before Anticipated Ills, And Still Bemoanest What Thou Never Losest.

The Man With Insight Enough To Admit His Limitations Comes Nearest To Perfection.

All Perishable Is But An Allegory.

National Literature Does Not Mean Much These Days; Now Is The Age Of World Literature, And Every One Must Contribute To Hasten Thearrival Of That Age.

The New Vulcanism Is Really A Daring Attempt To Connect The Present, Incomprehensible World To A Past, Unknown One.