The Mob Has Nothing To Lose, Everything

Every Day I Observe More And More The Folly Of Judging Of Others By Ourselves; And I Have So Much Trouble With Myself, And My Own Heart Is In Such Constant Agitation, That I Am Well Content To Let Others Pursue Their Own Course, If They Only Allow Me The Same Privilege.

The Destiny Of Any Nation At Any Given Time Depends On The Opinion Of Its Young People, Those Under Twenty-five.

Hypotheses Are Lullabies For Teachers To Sing Their Students To Sleep.

What Is Uttered From The Heart Alone, Will Win The Hearts Of Others To Your Own.

One Is Never Satisfied With The Portrait Of A Person That One Knows.