A Man In Armor Is His Armor's

Look Not Down But Up!

There Is Nothing So Unpardonable As To Consent To A Senseless, Aimless, Purposeless Life.

Progress Is The Law Of Life: Man Is Not Man As Yet.

Oh, Good Gigantic Smile O' The Brown Old Earth, This Autumn Morning! How He Sets His Bones To Bask I' The Sun, And Thrusts Out Knees And Feet. From The Ripple To Run Over In Its Mirth

Grow Old With Me! The Best Is Yet To Be.