Our Civilization Depends Largely On Paper.

The Graceful Tear That Streams For Others' Man Is The Weeping Animal Born To Govern All The Rest.

But With Man, — By Hercules! Most Of His Misfortunes Are Occasioned By Man.

Let Not Things, Because They Are Common, Enjoy For That The Less Share Of Our Consideration.

Compassion And Shame Come Over One Who Considers How Precarious Is The Origin Of The Proudest Of Living Beings: Often The Smell Of A Lately Extinguished Lamp Is Enough To Cause A Miscarriage. And To Think That From Such A Frail Beginning A Tyrant Or Butcher May Be Born! You Who Trust In Your Physical Strength, Who Embrace The Gifts Of Fortune And Consider Yourself Not Their Ward But Their Son, You Who Have A Domineering Spirit, You Who Consider Yourself A God As Soon As Success Swells Your Breast, Think How Little Could Have Destroyed You!

Nulla Dies Sine Linea - Not A Day Without A Line.