That Glittering Hope Is Immemorial And Beckons

Only One In Command: That's The Way In The Home And The Way In The State When It Must Find Measures Best For Mankind.

Cleverness Is Not Wisdom.

He Is Life's Liberating Force. He Is Release Of Limbs And Communion Through Dance. He Is Laughter, And Music In Flutes. He Is Repose From All Cares -- He Is Sleep! When His Blood Bursts From The Grape And Flows Across Tables Laid In His Honor To Fuse With Our Blood, He Gently, Gradually, Wraps Us In Shadows Of Ivy-cool Sleep.

Know We How Many Tomorrows The Gods Intend For Our Todays.

Courage Is The Gift Of Character