We Live By Reposing Trust In Each

Our Youth And Manhood Are Due To Our Country, But Our Declining Years Are Due To Ourselves.

There Is In Them A Softer Fire Than The Ruby, There Is The Brilliant Purple Of The Amethyst, And The Sea Green Of The Emerald - All Shining Together In Incredible Union. Some By Their Splendor Rival The Colors Of The Painters, Others The Flame Of Burning Sulphur Or Of Fire Quickened By Oil.

It Is This Earth That, Like A Kind Mother, Receives Us At Our Birth, And Sustains Us When Born; It Is This Alone, Of All The Elements Around Us, That Is Never Found An Enemy Of Man.

Many Other Means There Be, That Promise The Foreknowledge Of Things To Come: Besides The Raising Up And Conjuring Of Ghosts Departed, The Conference Also With Familiars And Spirits Infernal. And All These Were Found Out In Our Days, To Be No Better Than Vanities And False Illusions.

When Collapse Is Imminent, The Little Rodents Flee.