The Proof Of A Man Is The

Life Is Like A Cocktail, Made Up For The Most Part Of Sweet Things, And Tinged With A Dash Of Bitters. We Must Drain It To The Dregs To Get At The Cherry, Just As We Must Live A Full And Rounded Life To Know All Its Pleasures.

Fine Counsel Is Confusing, But Example Is Always Clear

But Keep On Working And Hoping Still. For In Spite Of The Grumblers Who Stand About, Somehow, It Seems, All Things Work Out.

Away From The Tumult Of Motor And Mill I Want To Be Care-free; I Want To Be Still! I'm Weary Of Doing Things; Weary Of Words I Want To Be One With The Blossoms And Birds.

I Have To Live With Myself And So, I Want To Be Fit For Myself To Know.