Pity The Mother Who Assumes The Name

Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves To Us, If We Take Them Tenderly And Truly, Nor Need We But Love Them Devotedly To Become Members Of An Immortal Fraternity, Superior To Accident Or Change.

Who Loves A Garden, Still His Eden Keeps, Perennial Pleasures Plants, And Wholesome Harvests Reaps.

Man Is A Living Lie--a Bitter Jest Upon Himself--a Conscious Grain Of Sand Lost In A Desert Of Unconsciousness.

As Education Becomes Inclusive, Introspective, Cosmic, Promoting Whole Populations To Power And Privilege, It Enthrones A Vast, Invisible, Personal Rule Over The Common Mind.

In The Ardor Of His Enthusiasm, A Youth Set Forth In Quest Of A Man Of Whom He Might Take Counsel As To His Future, But After Long Search And Many Disappointments, He Came Near Relinquishing The Pursuit As Hopeless, When Suddenly It Occurred To Him That One Must First Be A Man To Find A Man, And Profiting By This Suggestion, He Set Himself To The Work Of Becoming Himself The Man He Had Been Seeking So Long And Fruitlessly.