The Road Is Long Fro The Project

My Heavens! I've Been Talking Prose For The Last Forty Years Without Knowing It.

I Recover My Property Wherever I Find It.

If Everyone Were Clothed With Integrity, If Every Heart Were Just, Frank, Kindly, The Other Virtues Would Be Well-nigh Useless.

Malicious Men May Die, But Malice Never.

Long Is The Road From Conception To Completion.