Whence, then, this worship of the past? The centuries are conspirators against the sanity and authority of the soul.

Do you see that kitten chasing so prettily her own tail? If you could look with her eyes, you might see her surrounded with hundreds of figures performing complex dramas, with tragic and comic issues, long conversations, many characters, many ups and downs of fate.

What potent blood hath modest May.

The effects of opposition are wonderful. There are men who rise refreshed on hearing of a threat, men to whom a crisis, which intimidates and paralyzes the majority, comes as graceful and beloved as a bride!

But do your work, and I shall know you. Do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself.

In skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.

I know of no such unquestionable badge and ensign of a sovereign mind as that of tenacity of purpose.