The World Exists For The Education Of

Here Is The World, Sound As A Nut, Perfect, Not The Smallest Piece Of Chaos Left, Never A Stitch Nor An End, Not A Mark Of Haste, Or Botching, Or Second Thought; But The Theory Of The World Is A Thing Of Shreds And Patches.

Headwinds Are Sore Vexations And The More Passengers The Sorer.

All Violence, All That Is Dreary And Repels, Is Not Power, But The Absence Of Power.

The Gentleman Is A Man Of Truth.

Often A Certain Abdication Of Prudence And Foresight Is An Element Of Success.