People Demand Freedom Only When They Have

There Are Things Of Which I May Not Speak; There Are Dreams That Cannot Die; There Are Thoughts That Make The Strong Heart Weak, And Bring A Pallor Into The Cheek, And A Mist Before The Eye.

A Life That Is Worth Writing At All Is Worth Writing Minutely.

O Thou Child Of Many Prayers! Life Hath Quicksands, Life Hath Snares! Care And Age Come Unawares!

Therefore Trust To Thy Heart, And To What The World Calls Illusions.

Much Must He Toil Who Serves The Immortal Gods.