Labor, Wide As The Earth, Has Its

If You Look Deep Enough You Will See Music; The Heart Of Nature Being Everywhere Music.

Neither Had Watt Of The Steam Engine A Heroic Origin, Any Kindred With The Princes Of This World. The Princes Of This World Were Shooting Their Partridges... While This Man With Blackened Fingers, With Grim Brow, Was Searching Out, In His Workshop, The Fire-secret.

I Know So Little About Any History. How Little Do I Know Even About The History Of Myself.

Not One False Man But Doth Uncountable Evil.

Nothing Stops The Man Who Desires To Achieve. Every Obstacle Is Simply A Course To Develop His Achievement Muscle. It's A Strengthening Of His Powers Of Accomplishment.