A Man Gazing At The Stars Is

A Tender Sadness Drops Upon My Soul, Like The Soft Twilight Dropping On The World.

A Man Does Not Plant A Tree For Himself; He Plants It For Posterity.

It Is The Sternest Philosophy, But On The Whole The Truest, That, In The Wide Arena Of The World, Failure And Success Are Not Accidents, As We So Frequently Suppose, But The Strictest Justice.

Seated In My Library At Night, And Looking On The Silent Faces Of My Books, I Am Occasionally Visited By A Strange Sense Of The Supernatural.

The Saddest Thing That Befalls A Soul Is When It Loses Faith In God And Woman.