Read Much, But Not Too Many Books.

What One Relishes, Nourishes.

He That Hath A Trade, Hath An Estate.

Without Continual Growth And Progress, Such Words As Improvement, Achievement, And Success Have No Meaning.

I Have Thought That Wild Flowers Might Be The Alphabet Of Angels, — Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious Truths, Which It Is Not Given Our Fallen Nature To Understand.

Industry And Frugality, As The Means Of Procuring Wealth . . . Thereby [secures] Virtue, It Being More Difficult For A Man In Want To Act Always Honestly. . . .