Tomorrow Will Be A New Day.

There Were But Two Families In The World, Have-much And Have-little.

We Are All As God Made Us And Frequently Much Worse.

That One Man Scorned And Covered With Scars Still Strove With His Last Ounce Of Courage To Reach The Unreachable Star.

He Who Gives Early Gives Twice.

If You Are Ambitious Of Climbing Up To The Difficult, And In A Manner Inaccessible, Summit Of The Temple Of Fame, Your Surest Way Is To Leave On One Hand The Narrow Path Of Poetry, And Follow The Narrower Track Of Knight-errantry, Which In A Trice May Raise You To An Imperial Throne.