A Journal Should Be Neither An Echo

A Tree Which Has Lost Its Head Will Never Recover It Again, And Will Survive Only As A Monument Of The Ignorance And Folly Of Its Tormentor.

A River Is The Cosiest Of Friends. You Must Love It And Live With It Before You Can Know It.

It Is Not The Ship So Much As The Skillful Sailing That Assures The Prosperous Voyage.

The Pride Of Ancestry Increases In The Ratio Of Distance.

Dreams Come True If You Survive The Hard Times!