Nature Is Good, But Intellect

He, Who Loves The Bristle Of Bayonets, Only Sees In Their Glitter What Beforehand He Feels In His Hand.

The Corruption Of Man Is Followed By The Corruption Of Language.

And What Is Genius But Finer Love, A Love Impersonal, A Love Of The Flower And Perfection Of Things, And A Desire To Draw A New Picture Or Copy Of The Same? It Looks To The Cause And Life: It Proceeds From Within Outward, Whilst Talent Goes From Without Inward.

The Great Majority Of Men Grow Up And Grow Old In Seeming And Following.

No Matter How Often Defeated, You Are Born To Victory.