It Is By Work That Man Carves

It Is Not A Question How Much A Man Knows, But What Use He Can Make Of What He Knows.

The Pleasant Converse Of The Fireside, The Simple Songs Of Home, The Words Of Encouragement As I Bend Over My School-tasks, The Kiss As I Lie Down To Rest, The Patient Bearing With The Freaks Of My Restless Nature, The Gentle Counsels Mingled With Reproofs And Approvals, The Sympathy That Meets And Assuages Every Sorrow, And Sweetens Every Little Success--all These Return To Me Amid The Responsibilities Which Press Upon Me Now, And I Feel As If I Had Once Lived In Heaven, And, Straying, Had Lost My Way.

The Temple Of Art Is Built In Words.

The Moment That Law Is Destroyed, Liberty Is Lost, And Men, Left Free To Enter Upon The Domains Of Each Other, Destroy Each Other's Rights, And Invade The Field Of Each Other's Liberty.

A Young Man Rarely Gets A Better Vision Of Himself Than That Which Is Reflected From A True Woman's Eyes; For God Himself Sits Behind Them.