Work And Wait, Work And Wait Is

Wealth Is The Least Trustworthy Of Anchors.

Cost Is The Father And Compensation The Mother Of Progress.

Preceptive Wisdom That Has Not Been Vivified By Life Has In Itself No Affinity For Life.

I Softly Sink Into The Bath Of Sleep: With Eyelids Shut, I See Around Me Close The Mottled, Violet Vapors Of The Deep, That Wraps Me In Repose.

Calmness Is The Cradle Of Power.