To Travel Is To Live.

Far Away, Where The Swallows Take Refuge In Winter, Lived A King Who Had Eleven Sons And One Daughter, Elise. The Eleven Brothers--they Were All Princes--used To Go To School With Stars On Their Breasts And Swords At Their Sides. They Wrote Upon Golden Slates With Diamond Pencils, And Could Read Just As Well Without A Book As With One, So There Was No Mistake About Their Being Princes. Their Sister Elise Sat Upon A Little Footstool Of Looking-glass, And She Has A Picture-book Which Had Cost The Half Of A Kingdom. Oh, These Children Were Very Happy; But It Was Not To Last Thus Forever.

She Laughed And Danced With The Thought Of Death In Her Heart.

It Is The Power Of Thought That Gives Man Power Over Nature.

My Life Will Be The Best Illustration Of All My Work.

The Wiser A Man Becomes, The More He Will Read, And Those Who Are Wisest Read Most.