Style ought to prove that one believes in an idea; not only that one thinks it but also feels it.
Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances.
The mouth may lie, alright, but the face it makes nonetheless tells the truth.
The noble soul reveres itself
Strideth over all mountains, and laugheth at all tragedies
Your educators can only be your liberators.