One Day With Life And Heart Is

The Ultimate Result Of Protecting Fools From Their Folly Is To Fill The Planet Full Of Fools.

Some Day The Soft Ideal That We Wooed Confronts Us Fiercely, Foe-beset, Pursued, And Cries Reproachful: Was It Then My Praise, And Not Myself Was Loved? Prove Now Thy Truth; I Claim Of Thee The Promise Of Thy Youth.

A Man Is Old When He Can Pass An Apple Orchard And Not Remember The Stomachache.

Ah, Men Do Not Know How Much Strength Is In Poise, That He Goes The Farthest Who Goes Far Enough.

Whatever You May Be Sure Of, Be Sure Of This, That You Are Dreadfully Like Other People.