I Would Study, I Would Know, I

Life Is To Be Lived, Not Controlled.

Speak Your Latent Conviction. . . Else Tomorrow A Stranger Will Say With Masterly Good Sense Precisely What We Have Thought And Felt All The Time, And We Shall Be Forced To Take With Shame Our Own Opinion From Another.

Make Your Own Bible. Select And Collect All The Words And Sentences That In All Your Readings Have Been To You Like The Blast Of A Trumpet.

No Facts To Me Are Sacred; None Are Profane.

Away With This Hurrah Of Masses, And Let Us Have The Considerate Vote Of Single Men.