We Must Take Care Of Our Minds

Happy The Man Whose Lot It Is To Know The Secrets Of The Earth. He Hastens Not To Work His Fellows Hurt By Unjust Deeds, But With Rapt Admiration Contemplates Immortal Nature's Ageless Harmony, And How And When The Order Came To Be.

If Some Appalling Disaster Befalls, There's Always A Way For The Rich.

The Man Who Melts With Social Sympathy, Though Not Allied, Is More Worth Than A Thousand Kinsmen.

Ill-gotten Wealth Is Never Stable.

Mobs In Their Emotions Are Much Like Children, Subject To The Same Tantrums And Fits Of Fury.