Man Must Strive, And Striving He Must

All Men Would Be Masters Of Others, And No Man Is Lord Of Himself.

There Is A Courtesy Of The Heart; It Is Allied To Love. From Its Springs The Purest Courtesy In The Outward Behavior.

Over All The Mountain Tops Is Peace.

Everyone Is Deceived In His Hopes, Cheated In His Expectations.

For What One Has In Black And White, One Can Carry Home In Comfort.