The Mountains Of Today Are The Molehills

One Century's Saint Is The Next Century's Heretic ... And One Century's Heretic Is The Next Century's Saint. It Is As Well To Think Long And Calmly Before Affixing Either Name To Any Man.

The Mountains Of Today Are The Molehills Of Tomorrow.

Truth, Like The Burgeoning Of A Bulb Under The Soil, However Deeply Sown, Will Make Its Way To The Light.

Nothing Is More Pleasing And Engaging Than The Sense Of Having Conferred Benefits. Not Even The Gratification Of Receiving Them.

What Are Wits For Unless A Man Uses Them?