Virtue, Though Clothed In A

Day's Lustrous Eyes Grow Heavy In Sweet Death.

Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned Backward.

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

It Is At The Approach Of Extreme Danger When A Hollow Puppet Can Accomplish Nothing, That Power Falls Into The Mighty Hands Of Nature, Of The Spirit Giant-born, Who Listens Only To Himself, And Knows Nothing Of Compacts.

Man Only Plays When In The Full Meaning Of The Word He Is A Man, And He Is Only Completely A Man When He Plays.