Will It, And Set To Work Briskly.

Modest Humility Is Beauty's Crown.

Satisfied If They Themselves Can Escape From The Hard Labour Of Thought, They Willingly Abandon To Others The Guardianship Of Their Thoughts.

What's Old Collapses, Times Change, And New Life Blossoms In The Ruins.

Ever Building, Building To The Clouds, Still Building Higher, And Never Reflecting That The Poor Narrow Basis Cannot Sustain The Giddy Tottering Column.

Man, Living, Feeling Man, Is The Easy Sport Of The Over-mastering Present.