To Have Doubted One's Own First Principles

Three Generations Of Imbeciles Are Enough.

Fame Is The Scentless Sunflower, With Gaudy Crown Of Gold; But Friendship Is The Rose, With Sweets In Every Fold.

If I Had A Formula For Bypassing Trouble, I Would Not Pass It Around. Trouble Creates A Capacity To Handle It.

These Are The Hands Whose Sturdy Labor Brings The Peasant's Food, The Golden Pomp Of Kings; This Is The Page Whose Letters Shall Be Seen, Changed By The Sun To Words Of Living Green; This Is The Scholar Whose Immortal Penspells The First Lesson Hunger Taught To Men; These Are The Lines That Heaven-commanded Toil Shows On His Deed, - The Charter Of The Soil!

Every Idea Is An Incitement. It Offers Itself For Belief, And If Believed It Is Acted On Unless Some Other Belief Outweighs It Or Some Failure Of Energy Stifles The Movement At Its Birth. The Only Difference Between The Expression Of An Opinion And An Incitement Is The Speaker's Enthusiasm For The Result.