The Populace Drags Down The Gods To

Every Man Who Would Do Anything Well, Must Come To It From A Higher Ground.

Fear God, And Where You Go Men Shall Think They Walk In Hallowed Cathedrals.

Every Violation Of Truth Is Not Only A Sort Of Suicide In The Liar, But Is A Stab At The Health Of Human Society.

The Glory Of Friendship Is Not The Outstretched Hand, Not The Kindly Smile, Nor The Joy Of Companionship; It Is The Spiritual Inspiration That Comes To One When You Discover That Someone Else Believes In You And Is Willing To Trust You With A Friendship.

It Is A Capital Blunder; As You Discover, When Another Man Recites His Charities.