On Every Stem, On Every Leaf,... And

The Root Of Joy, As Of Duty, Is To Put All One's Powers Towards Some Great End.

Science Is The Topography Of Ignorance. From A Few Elevated Points We Triangulate Vast Spaces, Inclosing Infinite Unknown Details. We Cast The Lead, And Draw Up A Little Sand From Abysses We May Never Reach With Our Dredges.

The Individual Will Always Be A Minority. If A Man Is In A Minority Of One, We Lock Him Up.

With All Humility, I Think, "whatsoever Thy Hand Findeth To Do, Do It With Thy Might." Infinitely More Important Than The Vain Attempt To Love One's Neighbor As One's Self. If You Want To Hit A Bird On The Wing You Must Have All Your Will In Focus, You Must Not Be Thinking About Yourself, And Equally, You Must Not Be Thinking About Your Neighbor; You Must Be Living With Your Eye On That Bird. Every Achievement Is A Bird On The Wing.

To Us Who Remain Behind Is Left This Day Of Memories. Every Year--in The Full Tide Of Spring, At The Height Of The Symphony Of Flowers And Love And Life--there Comes A Pause, And Through The Silence We Hear The Lonely Pipe Of Death.