Thought Is The Parent Of The Deed.

All Work, Even Cotton-spinning, Is Noble; Work Is Alone Noble.

Do Nothing, Only Keep Agitating, Debating; And Things Will Destroy Themselves.

Doubt, Of Whatever Kind, Can Be Ended By Action Alone.

Men Seldom, Or Rather Never For A Length Of Time And Deliberately, Rebel Against Anything That Does Not Deserve Rebelling Against.

Beautiful It Is, And A Gleam From The Same Eternal Pole-star Visible Amid The Destinies Of Men, That All Talent, All Intellect, Is In The First Plane Moral. What A World Were This Otherwise!