I've Got A Great Ambition To Die

Custom Doth Make Dotards Of Us All.

Quackery Gives Birth To Nothing; Gives Death To All Things.

Every Day That Is Born Into The World Comes Like A Burst Of Music And Rings The Whole Day Through, And You Make Of It A Dance, A Dirge, Or A Life March, As You Will.

All True Work Is Sacred. In All True Work, Were It But True Hand Work, There Is Something Of Divineness. Labor, Wide As The Earth, Has Its Summit In Heaven.

I Know So Little About Any History. How Little Do I Know Even About The History Of Myself.