A Man's Life Is Colored

A Man Who Works With His Hands Is A Laborer; A Man Who Works With His Hands And His Brain Is A Craftsman; But A Man Who Works With His Hands And His Brain And His Heart Is An Artist.

I Know Of No Higher Fortitude Than Stubborness In The Face Of Overwhelming Odds.

When A Man Points A Finger At Someone Else, He Should Remember That Four Of His Fingers Are Pointing At Himself.

A Man's Life Is Colored By The Dye Of His Imagination.

Books Are Standing Counselors And Preachers, Always At Hand, And Always Disinterested; Having This Advantage Over Oral Instructors, That They Are Ready To Repeat Their Lesson As Often As We Please.