We Usually Lose Today, Because There Has

The Art Of Living Rightly Is Like All Arts; It Must Be Learned And Practiced With Incessant Care.

Still This Planet's Soil For Noble Deeds Grants Scope Abounding.

The Greater Part Of All The Mischief In The World Arises From The Fact That Men Do Not Sufficiently Understand Their Own Aims.

I Wish The Stage Were As Narrow As The Wire Of A Tighrope Dancer So That No Incompetent Would Dare Step Upon It.

We Amuse Ourselves Painting Our Prison-walls With Bright Figures And Brilliant Landscapes.