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The True Ideal Is Not Opposed To The Real But Lies In It; And Blessed Are The Eyes That Find It.

The Purely Great Whose Soul No Siren Passion Could Unsphere, Thou Nameless, Now A Power And Mixed With Fate.

History Is Clarified Experience.

They Are Slaves Who Fear To Speak, For The Fallen And The Weak.

Be Noble! And The Nobleness That Liesin Other Men, Sleeping, But Never Dead,will Rise In Majesty To Meet Thine Own.