A Wise Skepticism Is The First Attribute

Toward No Crimes Have Men Shown Themselves So Cold- Bloodedly Cruel As In Punishing Differences Of Belief.

They Enslave Their Children's Children Who Make Compromise With Sin.

Some Day The Soft Ideal That We Wooed Confronts Us Fiercely, Foe-beset, Pursued, And Cries Reproachful: Was It Then My Praise, And Not Myself Was Loved? Prove Now Thy Truth; I Claim Of Thee The Promise Of Thy Youth.

The Don Quixote Of One Generation May Live To Hear Himself Called The Savior Of Society By The Next.

It Is Good To Lengthen To The Last A Sunny Mood.