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The Ancients Called Beauty The Flowering Of Virtue.

There Is Nothing Settled In Manners, But The Laws Of Behavior Yield To The Energy Of The Individual.

Friendship Is An Order Of Nobility; From Its Revelations We Come More Worthily Into Nature.

Men Of Extraordinary Success, In Their Honest Moments, Have Always Sung, "not Unto Us, Not Unto Us." According To The Faith Of Their Times, They Have Built Altars To Fortune, Or To Destiny, Or To St. Julian. Their Success Lay In Their Parallelism To The Course Of Thought, Which Found In Them An Unobstructed Channel; And The Wonders Of Which They Were The Visible Conductors Seemed To Their Eye Their Deed.

The Interminable Forests Should Become Graceful Parks, For Use And Delight.