To Climb Steep Hills Requires A Slow

It Is Held That Valor Is The Chiefest Virtue, And Most Dignifies The Haver.

Men That Hazard All Do It In Hope Of Fair Advantages: A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.

Hang There Like Fruit, My Soul, Till The Tree Die!

My Soul Is In The Sky.

Doubt Is A Thief That Often Makes Us Fear To Tread Where We Might Have Won.