Practice The Art Of Patience For Nature

A Field Of Clay Touched By The Genius Of Man Becomes A Castle.

Weak Is He Who Permits His Thoughts To Control His Actions; Strong Is He Who Forces His Actions To Control His Thoughts.

I Will Commit Not The Terrible Crime Of Aiming Too Low. I Will Do The Work That A Failure Will Not Do. I Will Always Let My Reach Exceed My Grasp.

All The Gold In The World Cannot Buy A Dying Man One More Breath--so What Does That Make Today Worth?

You Will Move In The Direction You Are Facing.