The Soul Has Greater Need Of The

A Sewer Is A Cynic. It Tells All.

He Never Went Out Without A Book Under His Arm, And He Often Came Back With Two.

What Dangers You Run, O Noble Souls! Often, You Give Your Heart, But We Take Only Your Body. Your Heart Is Left To You And You Look At It In The Shadows And Shudder.

Ideas Can No More Flow Backward Than Can A River.

The Human Soul Has Still Greater Need Of The Ideal Than Of The Real. It Is By The Real That We Exist; It Is By The Ideal That We Live.