Excitement Is Not Enjoyment: In Calmness Lies

There Are Souls Which, Crab-like, Crawl Continually Toward Darkness, Going Back In Life Rather Than Advancing In It, Using What Experience They Have To Increase Their Deformity, Growing Worse Without Ceasing, And Becoming Steeped More And More Thoroughly In An Intensifying Wickedness.

Many Great Actions Are Committed In Small Struggles.

There Are No Weeds, And No Worthless Men. There Are Only Bad Farmers.

Wisdom Is The Health Of The Soul.

If You Wish To Understand What Revolution Is, Call It Progress; And If You Wish To Understand What Progress Is, Call It Tomorrow.