To Think Great Thoughts You Must Be

Men, Like Peaches And Pears, Grow Sweet A Little While Before They Begin To Decay.

We Are All Sentenced To Capital Punishment For The Crime Of Living, And Though The Condemned Cell Of Our Earthly Existence Is But A Narrow And Bare Dwelling-place, We Have Adjusted Ourselves To It, And Made It Tolerably Comfortable For The Little While We Are To Be Confined In It.

Nothing Can Be So Perfect While We Possess It As It Will Seem When Remembered.

Three Generations Of Imbeciles Are Enough.

Be Willing To Commit Yourself To A Course, Perhaps A Long And Hard One, Without Being Able To Foresee Exactly Where You Will Come Out.