If You Can Eat Sawdust Without Butter,

The Man Of Action Has The Present, But The Thinker Controls The Future.

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.

Blood Is A Destiny. One's Genius Descends In The Stream From Long Lines Of Ancestry.

Even For Practical Purposes Theory Generally Turns Out The Most Important Thing In The End.

The Only Condition Of Peace In This World Is To Have No Ideas, Or, At Least Not To Express Them.