Not Failure, But Low Aim, Is Crime.

Life May Be Given In Many Ways, And Loyalty To Truth Be Sealed As Bravely In The Closet As The Field.

Not What We Give, But What We Share, For The Gift Without The Giver Is Bare.

To Me It Seems Not Unreasonable To Find A Re-enforcement Of Optimism, A Renewal Of Courage And Hope, In The Modern Theory That Man Has Mounted To What He Is From The Lowest Step Of Potentiality, Through Toilsome Grades Of Ever-expanding Existence, Even Thought It Have Been By A Spiral Stairway, Mainly Dark Or Dusty, With Loop-holes At Long Intervals Only, And These Granting But A Narrow And One-sided View.

A Man Is Old When He Can Pass An Apple Orchard And Not Remember The Stomachache.

One Thorn Of Experience Is Worth A Whole Wilderness Of Warning.