Love Is The Measure Of Life; Only

I Am In Love With This World . . . I Have Climbed Its Mountains, Roamed Its Forests, Sailed Its Waters, Crossed Its Deserts, Felt The Sting Of Its Frosts, The Oppression Of Its Heats, The Drench Of Its Rains, The Fury Of Its Winds, And Always Have Beauty And Joy Waited Upon My Goings And Comings.

Nature Teaches More Than She Preaches. There Are No Sermons In Stones. It Is Easier To Get A Spark Out Of A Stone Than A Moral.

Science Has Done More For The Development Of Western Civilization In One Hundred Years Than Christianity Did In Eighteen Hundred Years.

If I Were To Name The Three Most Precious Resources Of Life, I Should Say Books, Friends, And Nature.

Before The Bud Swells, Before The Grass Springs, Before The Plough Is Started, Comes The Sugar Harvest. It Is Sequel Of The Bitter Frost; A Sap Run Is The Sweet Goodbye Of Winter.