Skepticism Is Slow Suicide.

People Who Wash Much Have A High Mind About It, And Talk Down To Those Who Wash Little.

Truth Is The Summit Of Being; Justice Is The Application Of It To Affairs.

Few People Know How To Take A Walk. The Qualifications Are Endurance, Plain Clothes, Old Shoes, An Eye For Nature, Good Humor, Vast Curiosity, Good Speech, Good Silence And Nothing Too Much.

Headwinds Are Sore Vexations And The More Passengers The Sorer.

The Cold, Inconsiderate Of Persons, Tingles Your Blood, Benumbs Your Feet, Freezes A Man Like An Apple.