A Grain Of Poetry Suffices To Season

Habit Creates The Appearance Of Justice; Progress Has No Greater Enemy Than Habit.

Rights Are To Be Taken, Not Requested; Seized, Not Begged For.

A Grain Of Poetry Suffices To Season A Century.

Fortunately, There Is A Sane Equilibrium In The Character Of Nations, As There Is In That Of Men.

Terrible Times In Which Priests No Longer Merit The Praise Of Poets And In Which Poets Have Not Yet Begun To Be Priests.