Modesty, That Perennial Flower Planted Instinctively In

One Must Be A Wise Reader To Quote Wisely And Well.

Hold Fast, Therefore, O Circular Philosopher, To Thy Centre, And Drive The Globe Along Its Orbit By The Momentum Of Thy Thought.

A Candid Spirit Is Mightier Than The Most Persistent Dogmatism.

While One Finds Company In Himself And His Pursuits, He Cannot Feel Old, No Matter What His Years May Be.

Science Has Grown Frightfully Audacious In These Days -- Swift-footed, Ponderous, Careering Over Her Iron Ways With Unslacking Pace. This Rampant Dragon, On Which I Am Mounted, See How He Bends His Once Stiff Neck To His Rider, Champing His Checked Bit And Pawing The Dust, Impatient To Leap Around The Globe. Genius Is Prescient, Foresees Its Own Might. Man Is Striving Through These Iron-ribbed, Steam-sped Hippogriffs, To Recover His Lost Ubiquity And Omnipotence, And Threatens Soon To Grasp In His Ample Palm, And Fix With Flaming Eye-ball, The Elemental Forces!