Outside Are The Storms And

What Youth Deemed Crystal, Age Finds Out Was Dew.

My Business Is Not To Remake Myself, But To Make The Absolute Best Of What God Made.

We Mortals Cross The Ocean Of This World Each In His Average Cabin Of A Life; The Bests Not Big, The Worst Yields Elbowroom.

The Aim, If Reached Or Not, Makes Great The Life: Try To Be Shakespeare, Leave The Rest To Fate!

Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade It Casts.