The Nobleness Of Silence. The

We Call That Fire Of The Black Thunder-cloud "electricity," And Lecture Learnedly About It, And Grind The Like Of It Out Of Glass And Silk: But What Is It? What Made It? Whence Comes It? Whither Goes It?

It Is The Heart Always That Sees, Before The Head Can See.

Every Human Being Has A Right To Hear What Other Wise Human Beings Have Spoken To Him. It Is One Of The Rights Of Men; A Very Cruel Injustice If You Deny It To A Man!

Naps Are A Way Of Traveling Painlessly Through Time Into The Future.

Hunger Whets Everything, Especially Suspicion And Indignation.