I Think It Not Improbable That Man,

Knowledge And Timber Shouldn't Be Much Used Till They Are Seasoned.

I Dare Say That I Have Worked Off My Fundamental Formula On You That The Chief End Of Man Is To Frame General Propositions And That No General Proposition Is Worth A Damn.

To Us Who Remain Behind Is Left This Day Of Memories. Every Year--in The Full Tide Of Spring, At The Height Of The Symphony Of Flowers And Love And Life--there Comes A Pause, And Through The Silence We Hear The Lonely Pipe Of Death.

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.

My Right To Swing My Fist Ends Where Your Nose Begins.