No Amount Of Ability Is Of The

He Who Could Foresee Affairs Three Days In Advance Would Be Rich For Thousands Of Years.

A Man Cannot Make A Pair Of Shoes Rightly Unless He Do It In A Devout Manner.

Society Is Founded Upon Cloth.

Happy Season Of Virtuous Youth, When Shame Is Still An Impassable Barrier, And The Sacred Air-cities Of Hope Have Not Shrunk Into The Mean Clay Hamlets Of Reality; And Man, By His Nature, Is Yet Infinite And Free.

Blessed Is He Who Has Found His Work; Let Him Ask No Other Blessedness.