Whatsoever Thy Hand Findeth To

Work Is The Grand Cure Of All The Maladies And Miseries That Ever Beset Mankind.

Laws, Written, If Not On Stone Tables, Yet On The Azure Of Infinitude, In The Inner Heart Of God's Creation, Certain As Life, Certain As Death, Are There, And Thou Shalt Not Disobey Them.

The Eye Sees What It Brings The Power To See.

Whatsoever Thy Hand Findeth To Do, Do That With All Thy Might And Leave The Issues Calmly To God.

Laughter Is One Of The Very Privileges Of Reason, Being Confined To The Human Species.