Thought is the parent of the deed. >>
A man perfects himself by working. Foul jungles are cleared away, fair >>
The barrenest of all mortals is the sentimentalist. >>
When we are doing what we love, we don't care about time. For at least >>
We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was >>
Now is the watchword of the wise. >>
If time is precious, no book that will not improve by repeated reading deserves to be read at all.