There Is No Happiness In Life, There

Morality Is But The Vestibule Of Religion.

There Is Less Misery In Being Cheated Than In That Kind Of Wisdom Which Perceives, Or Thinks It Perceives, That All Mankind Are Cheats.

A Man That Simply Loads Himself Down With Possessions Of Which He Has No Actual Need, When He Dies Slips Out Of Them--as A Little Insect Might Slip Out Of Some Parasite Shell Into Which It Has Ensconced Itself--into The Grave, And Is Forgotten.

Labor, With Its Coarse Raiment And Its Bare Right Arm, Has Gone Forth In The Earth, Achieving The Truest Conquests And Rearing The Most Durable Monuments. It Has Opened The Domain Of Matter And The Empire Of The Mind. The Wild Beast Has Fled Before It, And The Wilderness Has Fallen Back.... Its Triumphal March Is The Progress Of Civilization.

Skepticism Has Never Founded Empires, Established Principals, Or Changed The World's Heart. The Great Doers In History Have Always Been People Of Faith.