Nature Alone Is Antique, And The Oldest

The Mystery Of A Person, Indeed, Is Ever Divine To Him That Has A Sense For The Godlike.

The Eye Sees What It Brings The Power To See.

Today Is Not Yesterday: We Ourselves Change; How Can Our Works And Thoughts, If They Are Always To Be The Fittest, Continue Always The Same? Change, Indeed Is Painful; Yet Ever Needful; And If Memory Have Its Force And Worth, So Also Has Hope.

Of All God's Creatures, Man Alone Is Poor.

The Modern Majesty Consists In Work. What A Man Can Do Is His Greatest Ornament, And He Always Consults His Dignity By Doing It.