Every burned book or house enlightens the world; every suppressed or expunged word reverberates through the earth from side to side. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I think no virtue goes with size; The reason of all cowardice Is, that men are overgrown, And, to be valiant, must come down To the titmouse dimension.

I saw men go up and down, In the country and the town, With this tablet on their neck,— 'Judgement and a judge we seek.' Not to monarchs they repair, Nor to learned jurist's chair; But they hurry to their peers, To their kinsfolk and their dears; Louder than with speech they pray,— 'What am I? companion, say.'

With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now.