Idleness Induces Caprice.

The Future Works Out Great Men's Destinies; The Present Is Enough For Common Souls, Who, Never Looking Forward, Are Indeed Mere Clay Wherein The Footprints Of Their Age Are Petrified Forever.

Great Truths Are Portions Of The Soul Of Man; Great Souls Are Portions Of Eternity.

From Lower To The Higher Next, Not To The Top, Is Nature's Text; And Embryo Good, To Reach Full Stature, Absorbs The Evil In Its Nature.

Compromise Makes A Good Umbrella, But A Poor Roof.

A Profound Common Sense Is The Best Genius For Statesmanship.