Ideals Are The World's Masters.

There Are Crowds Who Trample A Flower Into The Dust Without Thinking Once That They Have One Of The Sweetest Thoughts Of God Under Their Heel.

No Genuine Observer Can Decide Otherwise Than That The Homes Of A Nation Are The Bulwarks Of Personal And National Safety And Thrift.

Wealth Is The Least Trustworthy Of Anchors.

Idleness Is The Sepulchre Of A Living Man.

Humanity Is Constitutionally Lazy.