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Analysis Is Carried Into Everything. Even Deity Is Subjected To Chemical Tests.

Men Have Their Intellectual Ancestry, And The Likeness Of Some One Of Them Is Forever Unexpectedly Flashing Out In The Features Of A Descendant, It May Be After A Gap Of Several Centuries. In The Parliament Of The Present Every Man Represents A Constituency Of The Past.

My Soul Is Not A Palace Of The Past.

Time Is, After All, The Greatest Of Poets; And The Sons Of Memory Stand A Better Chance Of Being The Heirs Of Fame.

And What They Dare To Dream Of, Date To Do.