The Genuine Essence Of Truth Never Dies.

In This World There Is One Godlike Thing, The Essence Of All That Was Or Ever Will Be Of Godlike In This World: The Veneration Done To Human Worth By The Hearts Of Men.

I Have Seen Gleams In The Face And Eyes Of The Man That Have Let You Look Into A Higher Country.

To The Mean Eye All Things Are Trivial, As Certainly As To The Jaundiced They Are Yellow.

It Is A Mathematical Fact That The Casting Of This Pebble From My Hand Alters The Centre Of Gravity Of The Universe.

At Worst, Is Not This An Unjust World, Full Of Nothing But Beasts Of Prey, Four-footed Or Two-footed?