Money Will Buy Money's Worth; But The

The Steam-engine I Call Fire-demon And Great; But It Is Nothing To The Invention Of Fire.

Neither Had Watt Of The Steam Engine A Heroic Origin, Any Kindred With The Princes Of This World. The Princes Of This World Were Shooting Their Partridges... While This Man With Blackened Fingers, With Grim Brow, Was Searching Out, In His Workshop, The Fire-secret.

A Laugh, To Be Joyous, Must Flow From A Joyous Heart, For Without Kindness, There Can Be No True Joy.

Fire Is The Best Of Servants, But What A Master!

I Do Not Believe In The Collective Wisdom Of Individual Ignorance.