No Town Can Fail Of Beauty, Though

Mountains Of Gold Would Not Seduce Some Men, Yet Flattery Would Break Them Down.

All The Sobriety Which' Religion Needs Or Requires Is That Which Real Earnestness Produces.

Your Honors Here May Serve You For A Time, As It Were For An Hour, But They Will Be Of No Use To You Beyond This World. Nobody Will Have Heard A Word Of Your Honors In The Other Life. Your Glory, Your Shame, Your Ambitions, And All The Treasures For Which You Push Hard And Sacrifice Much Will Be Like Wreaths Of Smoke. For These Things, Which You Mostly Seek, And For Which You Spend Your Life Only Tarry With You While You Are On This Side Of The Flood.

It's Not The Work Which Kills People, It's The Worry. It's Not The Revolution That Destroys Machinery It's The Friction.

A Bird In A Cage Is Not Half A Bird.