The True Epic Of Our Times Is

Oh, Give Us The Man Who Sings At His Work.

Only Perhaps In The United States, Which Alone Of Countries Can Do Without Governing,every Man Being At Least Able To Live, And Move Off Into The Wilderness, Let Congress Jargon As It Will,can Such A Form Of So-called Government Continue For Any Length Of Time To Torment Men With The Semblance, When The Indispensable Substance Is Not There.

Cash-payment Is Not The Sole Nexus Of Man With Man.

No Great Man Lives In Vain. The History Of The World Is But The Biography Of Great Men.

Beautiful It Is, And A Gleam From The Same Eternal Pole-star Visible Amid The Destinies Of Men, That All Talent, All Intellect, Is In The First Plane Moral. What A World Were This Otherwise!