A Judge May Be A Farmer; But

One Of The Illusions Of Life Is That The Present Hour Is Not The Critical, Decisive One.

The Days Come And Go But They Say Nothing, And If We Do Not Use The Gifts They Bring, They Carry Them As Silently Away.

A Friend Is A Person With Whom I May Be Sincere. Before Him I May Think Aloud.

A Good Intention But Fixed And Resolute - Bent On High And Holy Ends, We Shall Find Means To Them On Every Side And At Every Moment; And Even Obstacles And Opposition Will But Make Us "like The Fabled Specter-ships," Which Sail The Fastest In The Very Teeth Of The Wind.

Do Not Craze Yourself With Thinking, But Go About Your Business Anywhere.