All Things Considered, There Are Only Two

It Is Always A Temptation To A Rich And Lazy Nation, To Puff And Look Important And To Say:- 'though We Know We Should Defeat You, We Have Not The Time To Meet You, We Will Therefore Pay You Cash To Go Away.'

Literature Is A Splendid Mistress, But A Bad Wife.

All We Have Of Freedom All We Use Or Know This Our Fathers Bought For Us Long And Long Ago

Ah! What Avails The Classic Bent And What The Cultured Word, Against The Undoctored Incident That Actually Occurred? And What Is Art Whereto We Press Through Paint And Prose And Rhyme- When Nature In Her Nakedness Defeats Us Every Time?

Enough Work To Do, And Strength Enough To Do The Work.