And Live Like Nature's Bastards, Not Her

Lifted Up So High I Disdained Subjection, And Thought One Step Higher Would Set Me Highest.

A Good Book Is The Precious Lifeblood Of A Master Spirit.

Perplexed And Troubled At His Bad Success The Tempter Stood, Nor Had What To Reply, Discovered In His Fraud, Thrown From His Hope.

Boast Not Of What Thou Would'st Have Done, But Do.

Give Me The Liberty To Know, To Utter, And To Argue Freely According To Conscience, Above All Liberties.