There Is No Excellence Without Labor. One

Every Decade Needs Its Own Manual Of Handicraft.

One's Happiness Depends Less On What He Knows Than On What He Feels.

Science May Eventually Explain The World Of How. The Ultimate World Of Why May Remain For Contemplation, Philosophy, Religion.

There Is No Excellence Without Labor. One Cannot Dream Oneself Into Either Usefulness Or Happiness.

I Do Not Yet Know Why Plants Come Out Of The Land Or Float In Streams, Or Creep On Rocks Or Roll From The Sea. I Am Entranced By The Mystery Of Them And Absorbed By Their Variety And Kinds. Everywhere, They Are Visible Yet Everywhere Occult.