In Order To Have Friends, You Must

Life Consists In Molting Our Illusions. We Form Creeds Today Only To Throw Them Away Tomorrow. The Eagle Molts A Feather Because He Is Growing A Better One.

Forbid A Man To Think For Himself Or To Act For Himself And You May Add The Joy Of Piracy And The Zest Of Smuggling To His Life.

Everything Comes Too Late For Those Who Only Wait.

The Finest Friendships Are Between Those Who Can Do Without Each Other.

What Boy Well Raised Can Compare With Your Street Gamin Who Has The Knowledge And The Shrewdness Of A Grown-up Broker.