He Who Has No Vision Of Eternity

A Great Man Shows His Greatness By The Way He Treats Little Men.

The Past Is All Holy To Us; The Dead Are All Holy; Even They That Were Wicked When Alive.

Not What I Have, But What I Do Is My Kingdom.

A Man Perfects Himself By Working. Foul Jungles Are Cleared Away, Fair Seed-fields Rise Instead, And Stately Cities; And With The Man Himself First Ceases To Be A Jungle, And Foul Unwholesome Desert Thereby. The Man Is Now A Man.

Work Is The Grand Cure Of All The Maladies And Miseries That Ever Beset Mankind.