On All The Peaks Lies Peace.

We Are So Constituted That We Believe The Most Incredible Things; And, Once They Are Engraved Upon The Memory, Woe To Him Who Would Endeavor To Erase Them.

Let No One Be Like Another, Yet Everyone Like The Highest. How Is This Done? Be Each One Perfect In Himself.

A Mathematician Is Only Perfect Insofar As He Is A Perfect Man, Sensitive To The Beauty Of Truth.

Great Endowments Often Announce Themselves In Youth In The Form Of Singularity And Awkwardness.

Self-love Exaggerates Our Faults As Well As Our Virtues.