To Command, You Must First Of All

Over-preparation Is The Foe Of Inspiration.

The Nature Of Christ Is, I Grant It, From One End To Another, A Web Of Mysteries; But This Mysteriousness Does Not Correspond To The Difficulties Which All Existence Contains. Let It Be Rejected, And The Whole World Is An Enigma; Let It Be Accepted, And We Possess A Wonderful Explanation Of The History Of Man.

Where Flowers Degenerate Man Cannot Live.

Whatever Shall We Do In That Remote Spot? Well, We Will Write Our Memoirs. Work Is The Scythe Of Time.

One Must Learn To Forgive And Not To Hold A Hostile, Bitter Attitude Of Mind, Which Offends Those About Us And Prevents Us From Enjoying Ourselves. One Must Recognize Human Shortcomings And Adjust Himself To Them Rather Than To Be Constantly Finding Fault With Them.