There Is No Act, However Trivial, But

The Great And Good Do No Die Even In This World. Embalmed In Books, Their Spirits Walk Abroad. The Book Is A Living Voice. It Is An Intellect To Which One Still Listens.

To Set A Lofty Example Is The Richest Bequest A Man Can Leave Behind.

Luck Whines; Labor Whistles.

It Will Generally Be Found That Men Who Are Constantly Lamenting Their Ill Luck Are Only Reaping The Consequences Of Their Own Neglect, Mismanagement, And Improvidence, Or Want Of Application.

Men Who Are Resolved To Find A Way For Themselves Will Always Find Opportunities Enough; And If They Do Not Find Them, They Will Make Them.