Fear Clogs; Faith Liberates.

The Newspapers Print What The People Want, And Thus Does The Savage Still Swing His Club And Flourish His Spear.

Not Only Does Beauty Fade, But It Leaves A Record Upon The Face As To What Became Of It.

Strength Comes From Solitude, A Waiting, A Communion With The Best In Us, Which Is At One With The Divine Spark.

The Stupidity Of One Brain Multiplied By Twelve.

Be Pleasant Until Ten O'clock In The Morning And The Rest Of The Day Will Take Care Of Itself.