Great Men Stand Like Solitary Towers In

Age Is Opportunity No Less Than Youth Itself.

Will Without Power Is Like Children Playing At Soldiers.

Time Rides With The Old At A Great Pace. As Travellers On Swift Steeds See The Near Landscape Fly And Flow Behind Them, While The Remoter Fields And Dim Horizons Go With Them, And Seem Wheeling Round To Meet Them, So In Old Age Things Near Us Slip Away, And Distant Things Go With Us.

He Looks The Whole World In The Face For He Owes Not Any Man.

It Is Lucifer, The Son Of Mystery; And Since God Suffers Him To Be, He Too, Is God's Minister, And Labors For Some Good By Us Not Understood.