Resolve Will Melt No Rocks. But It

Our Deeds Still Travel With Us From Afar, And What We Have Been Makes Us What We Are.

Religious Ideas Have The Fate Of Melodies, Which, Once Set Afloat In The World, Are Taken Up By All Sorts Of Instruments, Some Of Them Woefully Coarse, Feeble, Or Out Of Tune, Until People Are In Danger Of Crying Out That The Melody Itself Is Detestable.

The Years Between Fifty And Seventy Are The Hardest. You Are Always Being Asked To Do Things, And Yet You Are Not Decrepit Enough To Turn Them Down.

Our Deeds Determine Us, As Much As We Determine Our Deeds.

A Fool Or Idiot Is One Who Expects Things To Happen That Never Can Happen.