Money Buys Many Things... The

Change Is The Sum Of The Universe, And What Is Of Nature Ought Not To Be Feared. But One Gives It Hostages, And Lays One's Grief Upon The Gods. Sokrates Is Free, And Would Have Taught Me Freedom. But I Have Yoked The Immortal Horse That Draws The Chariot With A Horse Of Earth; And When The One Falls, Both Are Entangled In The Traces.

Clouds Of Black Birds Rose Up Wailing And Screaming, Like The Thoughts Of My Heart.

Money Buys Many Things... The Best Of Which Is Freedom.

All Men Seek Esteem; The Best By Lifting Themselves, Which Is Hard To Do, The Rest By Shoving Others Down, Which Is Much Easier.

The Perpetual Stream Of Human Nature Is Formed Into Ever-changing Shallows, Eddies, Falls And Pools By The Land Over Which It Passes. Perhaps The Only Real Value Of History Lies In Considering This Endlessly Varied Play Between The Essence And The Accidents.