Add Energy, Inspire Hope, And Blow The

There Are Eyes, To Be Sure, That Give No More Admission Into The Man Than Blueberries.

Great Is The Art, Great Be The Manners, Of The Bard. He Shall Not His Brain Encumber With The Coil Of Rhythm And Number; But, Leaving Rule And Pale Forethought, He Shall Aye Climb For His Rhyme. "pass In, Pass In," The Angels Say

Enthusiasm Is The Engine Of Success.

The Force Of Character Is Cumulative.

The Learned And The Studious Of Thought Have No Monopoly Of Wisdom. Their Violence Of Direction In Some Degree Disqualifies Them To Think Truly.