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It Has Often Been Observed, That Those Who Have The Most Time At Their Disposal Profit By It The Least. A Single Hour A Day, Steadily Given To The Study Of Some Interesting Subject, Brings Unexpected Accumulations Of Knowledge.

It Feeds And Grows On The Blood Which It Sheds. The Passions , From Which It Springs, Gain Strength And Fury From Indulgence.

To Live Content With Small Means; To Seek Elegance Rather Than Luxury, And Refinement Rather Than Fashion; To Be Worthy, Not Respectable, And Wealthy, Not Rich; To Listen To Stars And Birds, Babes And Sages, With Open Heart; To Study Hard; To Think Quietly, Act Frankly, Talk Gently, Await Occasions, Hurry Never; In A Word, To Let The Spiritual, Unbidden And Unconscious, Grow Up Through The Common - This Is My Symphony.

Poetry Reveals To Us The Loveliness Of Nature, Brings Back The Freshness Of Youthful Feelings, Reviews The Relish Of Simple Pleasures, Keeps Unquenched The Enthusiasm Which Warmed The Springtime Of Our Being, Refines Youthful Love, Strengthens Our Interest In Human Mature, By Vivid Delineations Of Its Tenderest And Softest Feelings, And Through The Brightness Of Its Prophetic Visions, Helps Faith To Lay Hold On The Future Life.

Of All The Discoveries Which Men Need To Make, The Most Important, At The Present Moment, Is That Of The Self-forming Power Treasured Up In Themselves. They Little Suspect Its Extent, As Little As The Savage Apprehends The Energy Which The Mind Is Created To Exert On The Material World.