The King Is The Man Who Can.

He That Can Work Is Born To Be King Of Something.

There Can Be No Acting Or Doing Of Any Kind Till It Be Recognized That There Is A Thing To Be Done; The Thing Once Recognized, Doing In A Thousand Shapes Becomes Possible.

All Work, Even Cotton-spinning, Is Noble; Work Is Alone Noble.

"love Is Not Altogether A Delirium," Says He Elsewhere; "yet Has It Many Points In Common Therewith."

The Battle That Never Ends Is The Battle Of Belief Against Disbelief