Heroes, It Would Seem, Exist

Clever Men Are Good, But They Are Not The Best.

A Person Who Is Gifted Sees The Essential Point And Leaves The Rest As Surplus.

To Each Is Given A Certain Inward Talent, A Certain Outward Environment Or Fortune; To Each By Wisest Combination Of These Two, A Certain Maximum Capacity.

Blessed Is He Who Has Found His Work; Let Him Ask No Other Blessedness. He Has A Work, A Life-purpose; He Has Found It, And Will Follow It! How, As A Free-flowing Channel, Dug And Torn By Noble Force Through The Sour Mudswamp Of One's Existence, Like An Ever-deepening River There, It Runs And Flows

I Know So Little About Any History. How Little Do I Know Even About The History Of Myself.