What A Severe Yet Master Artist Old

One Can Only Learn His Powers Of Action By Action, And His Powers Of Thought By Thinking

If You Want To See Birds, You Must Have Birds In Your Heart.

How Beautiful The Leaves Grow Old. How Full Of Light And Color Are Their Last Days.

How Much There Is In Books That One Does Not Want To Know, That It Would Be A Mere Weariness And Burden To The Spirit To Know.

For Anything Worth Having One Must Pay The Price; And The Price Is Always Work, Patience, Love, Self-sacrifice - No Paper Currency, No Promises To Pay, But The Gold Of Real Service.