Satisfy A Few To Please Many Is

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Grows Narrow. The More One Expands, The Larger Their Aims.

O Tender Yearning, Sweet Hoping! The Golden Time Of First Love! The Eye Sees The Open Heaven, The Heart Is Intoxicated With Bliss; O That The Beautiful Time Of Young Love Could Remain Green Forever.

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

Cling To Thy Native Land, For It Is The Land Of Thy Fathers?

If You Would Attain To Your Highest, Go Look Upon A Flower;what The Flower Does Willessly, That Do Willingly.