Matters Change And Morals Change; Men Remain.

Come! Let Us Lay A Lance In Rest, And Tilt At Windmills Under A Wild Sky! For Who Would Live So Petty And Unblest That Dare Not Tilt At Something Ere He Die; Rather Than, Screened By Safe Majority, Preserve His Little Life To Little End, And Never Raise A Rebel Cry!

We Are Not Living In A Private World Of Our Own. Everything We Say And Do And Think Has Its Effect On Everything Around Us.

The Law Is What It Is-a Majestic Edifice, Sheltering All Of Us, Each Stone Of Which Rests On Another.

One's Eyes Are What One Is, One's Mouth Is What One Becomes.

It Isnot Good Enough Tospend Time And Ink Indescribing The Penultimate Sensations And Physical Movements Of People Getting Into A State Of Rut, We All Know Them So Well.