Progress Is Not Accomplished In One Stage.

I Dislike Wealth And Prosperity, Especially That Of Other Men.

Winter Is On My Head, But Eternal Spring Is In My Heart.

The Convent Is Supreme Egotism Resulting In Supreme Self-denial.

Thought Is The Labor Of The Intellect, Reverie Is Its Pleasure.

First Problem. To Produce Wealth. Second Problem. To Distribute It.