Every Man Is Like The Company He

Those Whom God Wishes To Destroy, He First Makes Mad.

Happy The Man Whose Lot It Is To Know The Secrets Of The Earth. He Hastens Not To Work His Fellows Hurt By Unjust Deeds, But With Rapt Admiration Contemplates Immortal Nature's Ageless Harmony, And How And When The Order Came To Be.

Gods Should Not Resemble Men In Their Anger!

Prepare Yourselves For The Roaring Voice Of The God Of Joy!

Toil, Says The Proverb, Is The Sire Of Fame.