Thirty Millions, Mostly Fools.

Genuine Work Alone, What Thou Workest Faithfully, That Is Eternal, As The Almighty Founder And World-builder Himself.

The Crash Of The Whole Solar And Stellar Systems Could Only Kill You Once.

The Leafy Blossoming Present Time Springs From The Whole Past, Remembered And Unrememberable.

A Man Without A Goal Is Like A Ship Without A Rudder.

Imperfection Clings To A Person, And If They Wait Till They Are Brushed Off Entirely, They Would Spin For Ever On Their Axis, Advancing Nowhere.