Men Are Joined By Conviction, Sundered By

What Is My Life If I Am No Longer Useful To Others.

No Sacred Fane Requires Us To Submit To Insult.

It Is In Human Nature To Relax, When Not Compelled By Personal Advantage Or Disadvantage.

This World Could Not Exist If It Were Not So Simple. The Ground Has Been Tilled A Thousand Years, Yet Its Powers Remain Ever The Same; A Little Rain, A Little Sun, And Each Spring It Grows Green Again.

Since Time Is Not A Person We Can Overtake When He Is Gone, Let Us Honor Him With Mirth And Cheerfulness Of Heart While He Is Passing.