Philanthropies And Charities Have A Certain Air

The Greatest Meliorator Of The World Is Selfish, Huckstering Trade.

The Essence Of Friendship Is Entireness, A Total Magnanimity And Trust.

The Forest Is My Loyal Friend A Delphic Shrine To Me.

He Thought It Happier To Be Dead, To Die For Beauty, Than Live For Bread

I Think No Virtue Goes With Size;the Reason Of All Cowardiceis, That Men Are Overgrown,and, To Be Valiant, Must Come Downto The Titmouse Dimension.