Common Sense Is The Best Prophet.

This Is Slavery, Not To Speak One's Thought.

The Little Done Doth Vanish To The Mind Which Forward Sees How Much Remains To Do.

All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes.

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.

Along With Success Comes A Reputation For Wisdom.