Only That Mind Draws Me Which I

In A Virtuous Action, I Properly Am; In A Virtuous Act, I Add To The World; I Plant Into Deserts Conquered From Chaos And Nothing, And See The Darkness Receding On The Limits Of The Horizon.

Let There Be Worse Cotton And Better Men.

Every Man Believes He Has A Greater Possibility.

All The Elements, Whose Aid Man Calls In, Will Sometimes Become Big Masters.

All History Is The Decline Of War, Though The Slow Decline. All That Society Has Yet Gained Is Mitigation; The Doctrine Of The Right Of War Still Remains.