Tyranny Is Always Weakness

An Appeal To The Reason Of The People Has Never Been Known To Fail In The Long Run.

It Is The Privilege Of Genius That Life Never Grows Common Place, As It Does For The Rest Of Us.

Books Are The Bees Which Carry The Quickening Pollen From One To Another Mind.

Truth Only Needs To Be For Once Spoken Out; And There's Such Music In Her, Such Strange Rhythm, As Makes Men's Memories Her Joyous Slaves.

There Comes Emerson First, Whose Rich Words, Every One, Are Like Gold Nails In Temples To Hang Trophies On.