All The Butterflies And Cockyolybirds

If "ifs" And "ands" Were Pots And Pans, There'd Be No Work For Tinkers' Hands

Toil Is The True Knight's Pastime.

Every Winter, When The Great Sun Has Turned His Face Away, The Earth Goes Down Into A Vale Of Grief, And Fasts, And Weeps, And Shrouds Herself In Sables, Leaving Her Wedding-garlands To Decay- Then Leaps In Spring To His Returning Kisses.

The Men Whom I Have Seen Succeed Best In Life Always Have Been Cheerful And Hopeful Men; Who Went About Their Business With A Smile On Their Faces; And Took The Changes And Chances Of This Mortal Life Like Men; Facing Rough And Smooth Alike As It Came.

Being Forced To Work, And Forced To Do Your Best, Will Breed In You Temperance And Self-control, Diligence And Strength Of Will, Cheerfulness And Content, And A Hundred Virtues Which The Idle Will Never Know.