As Soon As I Have Begun To

Man Is Made Of The Wholly Common, And Custom Is His Nurse; Woe Then To Them Who Lay Irreverent Hands On His Old House-furniture, The Dear Inheritance From His Forefathers: For Time Consecrates, And What Is Gray With Age Becomes Religion.

He Who Considers Too Much Will Perform Little.

What The Inner Voice Says Will Not Disappoint The Hoping Soul.

It Does Not Prove A Thing To Be Right Because The Majority Say It Is So.

To Know Thyself--in Others Self-concern; Would'st Thou Know Others? Read Thyself--and Learn!