The World Leaves No Track In Space,

We Are Amphibious Creatures, Weaponed For Two Elements, Having Two Sets Of Faculties, The Particular And The Catholic.

Bring Me Wine, But Wine Which Never Grew In The Belly Of The Grape

Let Us Be Poised, Wise And Our Own Today.

What We Do Not Call Education Is More Precious Than That Which We Call So. We Form No Guess, At The Time Of Receiving A Thought, Of Its Comparative Value. And Education Often Wastes Its Effort In Attempts To Thwart And Balk This Natural Magnetism, Which Is Sure To Select What Belongs To It.

Power Resides In The Moment Of Transition From A Past To A New State.