Every Calamity Is A Spur And A

There Are Eyes, To Be Sure, That Give No More Admission Into The Man Than Blueberries.

There Are Days When The Great Are Near Us, When There Is No Frown On Their Brow, No Condescension Even; When They Take Us By The Hand, And We Share Their Thought.

Beware When The Great God Lets Loose A Thinker On This Planet. Then All Things Are At Risk. It Is As When A Conflagration Has Broken Out In A Great City, And No Man Knows What Is Safe, Or Where It Will End.

Wherever There Is Power There Is Age.

We Can Only Obey Our Own Polarity.