The Pride Of Ancestry Increases

True Invective Requires Great Imagination.

Heroes In History Seem To Us Poetic Because They Are There. But If We Should Tell The Simple Truth Of Some Of Our Neighbors, It Would Sound Like Poetry.

The Fragrance Always Stays In The Hand That Gives The Rose.

The Test Of Civilization Is The Estimate Of Woman. Among Savages She Is A Slave. In The Dark Ages Of Christianity She Is A Toy And A Sentimental Goddess. With Increasing Moral Light, And Greater Liberty, And More Universal Justice, She Begins To Develop As An Equal Human Being.

I Walked Beside The Evening Sea And Dreamed A Dream That Could Not Be; The Waves That Plunged Along The Shore Said Only: "dreamer, Dream No More!"