We Animate What We Can See, And

In The First Place, All Books That Get Fairly Into The Vital Air Of The World Were Written By The Successful Class, By The Affirming And Advancing Class, Who Utter What Tens Of Thousands Feel Though They Cannot Say.

Let The Bird Sing Without Deciphering The Song.

A House Is Made With Walls And Beams; A Home Is Built With Love And Dreams.

Everything Is Prospective, And Man Is To Live Hereafter. That The World Is For His Education Is The Only Sane Solution Of The Enigma.

The Imitator Dooms Himself To Hopeless Mediocrity.