Perfect Ignorance Is Quiet, Perfect Knowledge Is

If Hero Means Sincere Man, Why May Not Every One Of Us Be A Hero?

It Is The Feeling Of Injustice That Is Insupportable To All Men.

But The Whim We Have Of Happiness Is Somewhat Thus. By Certain Valuations, And Averages, Of Our Own Striking, We Come Upon Some Sort Of Average Terrestrial Lot; This We Fancy Belongs To Us By Nature, And Of Indefeasible Rights. It Is Simple Payment Of Our Wages, Of Our Deserts; Requires Neither Thanks Nor Complaint. Foolish Soul! What Act Of Legislature Was There That Thou Shouldst Be Happy? A Little While Ago Thou Hadst No Right To Be At All.

The Press Is The Fourth Estate Of The Realm.

There Is Often More Spiritual Force In A Proverb Than In Whole Philosophical Systems.