When A Man Meets His Make, Society

The State Must Follow, And Not Lead, The Character And Progress Of The Citizen.

I Unsettle All Things.

The Pest Of Society Are The Egotist, They Are Dull And Bright, Sacred And Profane, Course And Fine. It Is A Disease That Like The Flu Falls On All Constitutions.

I Like People Who Can Do Things

Enthusiasm Is The Height Of Man; It Is The Passing From The Human To The Divine.