For The Weariest Road That Man May

The Day Is For Honest Men, The Night For Thieves.

The Lucky Person Passes For A Genius.

Human Misery Must Somewhere Have A Stop; There Is No Wind That Always Blows A Storm; Great Good Fortune Comes To Failure In The End. All Is Change; All Yields Its Place And Goes; To Persevere, Trusting In What Hopes He Has, Is Courage In A Man. The Coward Despairs.

Children Are Sweet As The Buds In Spring, But I've Noticed That Those Who Have Them Have Nothing But Trouble All Their Lives.

Men Honor Property Above All Else; It Has The Greatest Power In Human Life.