Good Is God, But Better Carries It.

Though You Rise Early, Yet The Day Comes At His Time, And Not Till Then.

Who Doth His Owne Businesse, Foules Not His Hands.

He That Staies Does The Businesse.

Science Stands, A Too Competant Servant, Behind Her Wrangling Underbred Masters, Holding Out Resources, Devices, And Remedies They Are Too Stupid To Use. ... And On Its Material Side, A Modern Utopia Must Needs Present These Gifts As Taken.

All Things Require Skill But An Appetite.