The Phoenix Hope, Can Wing Her Way

It Is One Thing To Write As Poet And Another To Write As A Historian: The Poet Can Recount Or Sing About Things Not As They Were, But As They Should Have Been, And The Historian Must Write About Them Not As They Should Have Been, But As They Were, Without Adding Or Subtracting Anything From The Truth.

Jealousy Sees Things Always With Magnifying Glasses Which Make Little Things Large, Of Dwarfs Giants, Of Suspicions Truths.

History Is In A Manner A Sacred Thing, So Far As It Contains Truth; For Where Truth Is, The Supreme Father Of It May Also Be Said To Be, At Least, Inasmuch As Concerns Truth.

Every Man Is The Son Of His Own Works.

Health And Cheerfulness Make Beauty