Humanity Is Constitutionally Lazy.

Posts Of Honor Are Evermore Posts Of Danger And Of Care.

Joys Divided Are Increased.

Poet, Forger Of Ideals, Dreamer Among The Possibilities Of Life, Prophet Of The Millenium, Do You Get Impatient With The Prosaic Life Around You -- The Dulness, And The Earthliness, And The Brutishness Of Men? Fret Not. Go Forward Into The Realm Which Stretches Before You; Climb The Highest Mountain You Can Reach, And Plant A Cross There. The Nations Will Come Up To It Some Day. Work For Immortality If You Will; Then Wait For It. If Your Own Age Fail To Recognize You, A Coming Age Will Not.

A Man Does Not Necessarily Sin Who Does That Which Our Reason And Our Conscience Condemn.

A Fortune Won In A Day Is Lost In A Day; A Fortune Won Slowly, And Slowly Compacted, Seems To Acquire From The Hand That Won It The Property Of Endurance.