The Mortality Of All Inanimate Things Is

He Who Sleeps In Continual Noise Is Wakened By Silence.

You'll Find As You Grow Older That You Weren't Born Such A Great While Ago After All. The Time Shortens Up.

The Conqueror Is Regarded With Awe; The Wise Man Commands Our Respect; But It Is Only The Benevolent Man That Wins Our Affection.

The Mortality Of All Inanimate Things Is Terrible To Me, But That Of Books Most Of All.

Preach The Blessings Of Our Deeply Incorporated Civilization By The Mouths Of Our Eight-inch Guns.