No Hour Of Life Is Wasted That

The World Looks With Some Awe Upon A Man Who Appears Unconcernedly Indifferent To Home, Money, Comfort, Rank, Or Even Power And Fame. The World Feels Not Without A Certain Apprehension, That Here Is Someone Outside Its Jurisdiction; Someone Before Whom Its Allurements May Be Spread In Vain; Some One Strangely Enfranchised, Untamed, Untrammelled By Convention, Moving Independent Of The Ordinary Currents Of Human Action.

I Always Seem To Get Inspiration And Renewed Vitality By Contact With This Great Novel Land Of Yours Which Sticks Up Out Of The Atlantic.

And Do Not Suppose That This Is The End. This Is Only The Beginning Of The Reckoning. This Is Only The First Sip, The First Foretaste Of A Bitter Cup Which Will Be Proffered To Us Year By Year Unless By A Supreme Recovery Of Moral Health And Martial Vigour, We Arise Again And Take Our Stand For Freedom As In The Olden Time.

There Is No Surer Method Of Economizing And Saving Money Than In The Reduction Of The Number Of Officials.

Only Changes In Mindsets Can Extend The Frontiers Of The Possible.