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When Liberty Exceeds Intelligence, It Begets Chaos, Which Begets Dictatorship.

Which Is Now A More Hopeful Statement Than Swift Intended It To Be.

If I Were Rich I Would Have Many Books, And I Would Pamper Myself With Bindings Bright To The Eye And Soft To The Touch, Paper Generously Opaque, And Type Such As Men Designed When Printing Was Very Young. I Would Dress My Gods In Leather And Gold, And Burn Candles Of Worship Before Them At Night, And String Their Names Like Beads On A String.

Forget Mistakes. Forget Failure. Forget Everything Except What You're Going To Do Now And Do It. Today Is Your Lucky Day

Knowledge That Does Not Generate Achievement Is A Pale And Bloodless Thing, Unworthy Of Mankind.