Ideas In The Head Set Hands About

A State, A Community, Caring First For All Its Children, Providing Amply For Their Spiritual As For Their Temporal Well-being, Has Organized The Primitive Eden.

Debate Is Angular, Conversation Circular And Radiant Of The Underlying Unity.

Good-humor, Gay Spirits, Are The Liberators, The Sure Cure For Spleen And Melancholy. Deeper Than Tears, These Irradiate The Tophets With Their Glad Heavens. Go Laugh, Vent The Pits, Transmuting Imps Into Angels By The Alchemy Of Smiles. The Satans Flee At The Sight Of These Redeemers.

There Are Truths That Shield Themselves Behind Veils, And Are Best Spoken By Implication. Even The Sun Veils Himself In His Own Rays To Blind The Gaze Of The Too Curious Starer.

Good Discourse Sinks Differences And Seeks Agreements.