Silence Is Sorrow's Best Food.

A Great Man Is Made Up Of Qualities That Meet Or Make Great Occasions.

There Is Something Solid And Doughty In The Man That Can Rise From Defeat, The Stuff Of Which Victories Are Made In Due Time, When We Are Able To Choose Our Position Better, And The Sun Is At Our Back.

Not Failure, But Low Aim, Is Crime.

If We See Light At The End Of The Tunnel, It's The Light Of The Oncoming Train.

A Friendship Counting Nearly Forty Years Is The Finest Kind Of Shade-tree I Know.