Every Garden Presents Innumerable Fascinating Problems.

Science Burrows Its Insulted Head In The Filth Of Slaughterous Inventions.

I Now Began For The First Time To Envy Those Young Cubs At The University Who Had Fine Scholars To Tell Them What Was What; Professors Who Had Devoted Their Lives To Mastering And Focusing Ideas In Every Branch Of Learning; Who Were Eager To Distribute The Treasures They Had Gathered Before They Were Overtaken By The Night. But Now I Pity Undergraduates, When I See What Frivolous Lives Many Of Them Lead In The Midst Of Precious Fleeting Opportunity. After All, A Man's Life Must Be Nailed To A Cross Either Of Thought Or Action. Without Work There Is No Play.

The One Who Cannot See That On Earth A Big Endeavor Is Taking Place, An Important Plan, On Which Realization We Are Allowed To Collaborate As Faithful Servants, Certainly Has To Be Blind.

In Russia A Man Is Called Reactionary If He Objects To Having His Property Stolen And His Wife And Children Murdered.

We Were Not Made By Nature To Work, Or Even To Play, From Eight O'clock In The Morning Till Midnight. We Ought To Break Our Days And Our Marches Into Two.