The World Exists For The

My Joy In Friends, Those Sacred People, Is My Consolation.

No Man Can Have Society Upon His Own Terms.

A Man Must Keep An Eye On His Servants, If He Would Not Have Them Rule Him.

Speak Your Latent Conviction. . . Else Tomorrow A Stranger Will Say With Masterly Good Sense Precisely What We Have Thought And Felt All The Time, And We Shall Be Forced To Take With Shame Our Own Opinion From Another.

We Fill The Hands And Nurseries Of Our Children With All Manner Of Dolls, Drums And Horses, Withdrawing Their Eyes From The Plain Face And... Nature, The Sun And Moon, The Animals, The Water And Stones, Which Should Be Their Toys.