Our Life Is Woven Wind.

Our Worries Always Come From Our Weaknesses.

A Few Words Worthy To Be Remembered Suffice To Give An Idea Of A Great Mind. There Are Single Thoughts That Contain The Essence Of A Whole Volume, Single Sentences That Have The Beauties Of A Large Work, A Simplicity So Finished And So Perfect That It Equals In Merit And In Excellence A Large And Glorious Composition.

In These Times Gain Is Not Only A Matter Of Greed, But Of Ambition.

The Paper Is Patient, But The Reader Is Not.

Truth Takes The Stamp Of The Souls It Enters. It Is Rigorous And Rough In Arid Souls, But Tempers And Softens Itself In Loving Natures.