Be Shocking, Be Daring, Be Bold, Be

When Alexander Had Subdued The World, And Wept That None Were Left To Dispute His Arms, His Tears Were An Involuntary Tribute To A Monarchy That He Knew Not, Man's Empire Over Himself.

In His Fairy Dreams Of War [thaddeus] Always Made Conquest The Sure End Of His Battles.

We Never Know The Blessings Bestowed On Us Until We Are Separated From The Possession Of Them.

However You Disguise Slavery, It Is Slavery Still. Its Chains, Though Wreathed With Roses, Not Only Fasten On The Body But Rivet On The Mind.

The Only Impregnable Citadel Of Virtue Is Religion; For There Is No Bulwark Of Mere Morality, Which Some Temptation May Not Overtop Or Undermine, And Destroy.