The Poor Are Only They Who Feel

Every Man Believes That He Has Greater Possibilities.

It Is Greatest To Believe And To Hope Well Of The World, Because He Who Does So, Quits The World Of Experience, And Makes The World He Lives In.

Crossing A Bare Common, In Snow Puddles At Twilight, Under A Clouded Sky, Without Having In My Thoughts Any Occurrence Of Special Good Fortune, I Have Enjoyed Perfect Exhilaration. I Am Glad To The Brink Of Fear.

The Ragged Cliff Has Thousand Faces In A Thousand Hours.

The Advantage Of Riches Remains With Him Who Procured Them, Not With The Heir.