Today's Rebel Is Tomorrow's Tyrant.

Mozart Began His Works In Childhood And A Childlike Quality Lurked In His Compositions Until It Dawned On Him That The Requiem He Was Writing For S A Stranger Was His Own.

Man, Not The Earth, Makes Civilization.

It Is Good A Philosopher Should Remind Himself, Now And Then, That He Is A Particle Pontificating On Infinity.

The Present Is The Past Rolled Up For Action, And The Past Is The Present Unrolled For Understanding.

Only A Fool Would Try To Compress A Hundred Centuries Into A Hundred Pages Of Hazardous Conclusions. We Proceed.