May this house stand until an ant drinks the ocean and a tortoise circles the world.
“A whole army, though they can neither write nor read, are not afraid of a platform, which they know is but earth or stone; nor of a cannon, which, without a hand to give fire to it, is but cold iron; therefore a whole army is afraid of one man.”
“I get to do all these really nice, little culty things. It seems to be the world that keeps inviting me back.”