Imagination Is A Poor Matter When It

The Leafy Blossoming Present Time Springs From The Whole Past, Remembered And Unrememberable.

Nothing That Was Worthy In The Past Departs; No Truth Or Goodness Realized By Man Ever Dies, Or Can Die.

The Insignificant, The Empty, Is Usually The Loud; And After The Manner Of A Drum, Is Louder Even Because Of Its Emptiness.

No Amount Of Ability Is Of The Slightest Avail Without Honor.

A Person With A Clear Purpose Will Make Progress, Even On The Roughest Road. A Person With No Purpose Will Make No Progress, Even On The Smoothest Road.