I Am Too Sick To Be Out

Morality And Religion Are But Words To Him Who Fishes In Gutters For The Means Of Sustaining Life, And Crouches Behind Barrels In The Street For Shelter From The Cutting Blasts Of A Winter Night.

Where Labor Stands Idle ... There Is A Demonstrated Deficiency, Not Of Capital, But Of Brains.

If You Have No Family Or Friends To Aid You . . . Turn Your Face To The Great West And There Build Up Your Home And Fortune.

The Best Use Of A Journal Is To Print The Largest Practical Amount Of Important Truth: Truth Which Tends To Make Mankind Wiser, And Thus Happier.

Great Grief Makes Sacred Those Upon Whom Its Hand Is Laid. Joy May Elevate, Ambition Glorify, But Sorrow Alone Can Consecrate.