For My Part I Think It Is

Success. Is Not The Position Where You Are Standing, But Which Direction You Are Going.

Systems Die; Instincts Remain.

Every Real Thought On Every Real Subject Knocks The Wind Out Of Somebody Or Other.

To Be Forgotten Is To Sleep In Peace With The Undisturbed Myriads, No Longer Subject To The Chills And Heats, The Blasts, The Sleet, The Dust, Which Assail In Endless Succession That Shadow Of A Man Which We Call His Reputation.

The World Has Its Fling At Lawyers Sometimes, But Its Very Denial Is An Admission. It Feels, What I Believe To Be The Truth, That Of All Secular Professions This Has The Highest Standards.