We Profit Little By Books We Do

Happy Indeed Is The Naturalist: To Him The Seasons Come Round Like Old Friends; To Him The Birds Sing: As He Walks Along, The Flowers Stretch Out From The Hedges, Or Look Up From The Ground, And As Each Year Fades Away, He Looks Back On A Fresh Store Of Happy Memories.

We Are All Great Landed Proprietors, If We Only Knew It. What We Lack Is Not Land, But The Power To Enjoy It. Moreover, This Great Inheritance Has The Additional Advantage That It Entails No Labor, Requires No Management. The Landlord Has The Trouble, But The Landscape Belongs To Everyone Who Has Eyes To See It.

Rest Is By No Means A Waste Of Time.

Many Of The Greatest Men Have Owed Their Success To Industry Rather Than To Cleverness.

A Kind Word Will Give More Pleasure Than A Present.