The Sower May Mistake And Sow His

Each Particle Is A Microcosm, And Faithfully Renders The Likeness Of The World.

Neither You Nor The World Knows What You Can Do Until You Have Tried.

The Cities Drain The Country Of The Best Part Of Its Population: The Flower Of The Youth, Of Both Sexes, Goes Into The Towns, Andthe Country Is Cultivated By A So Much Inferior Class. The Land,--travel A Whole Day Together,--looks Poverty-stricken, And The Buildings Plain And Poor.

If You Don't Ride In The Rain, You Don't Ride.

Sometimes A Scream Is Better Than A Thesis.