Strength Is A Facade For

Lay Plans As If We Were To Be Immortal.

How Many Of Us Persist In A Precipitate Course Which, But For A Moment Of Heedlessness We Might Never Have Entered Upon, Simply Because We Hate To Change Our Minds.

There Is A Voice Inside Which Speaks And Says, "this Is The Real Me!"

The World Is All The Richer For Having A Devil In It, So Long As We Keep Our Foot Upon His Neck.

Results Should Not Be Too Voluntarily Aimed At Or Too Busily Thought Of. They Are Sure To Float Up Of Their Own Accord From A Long Enough Daily Work At A Given Matter.