Do what thy manhood bids thee do, from none but self expect applause; He noblest lives and noblest dies who makes and keeps his self-made laws. All other Life is living Death, a world where none but Phantoms dwell, A breath, a wind, a sound, a voice, a tinkling of the camel-bell.

When doctors differ who decides amid the milliard-headed throng? Who save the madman dares to cry: ''Tis I am right, you all are wrong'? 'You all are right, yo…

From self-approval seek applause: What ken not men thou kennest, thou! Spurn ev'ry idol others raise: Before thine own Ideal bow: Be thine own Deus: Make self …

'Who drinks one bowl hath scant delight; to poorest passion he was born; 'Who drains the score must e'er expect to rue the headache of the morn.' Safely he jog…