I never knew a man come to greatness or eminence who lay abed late in >>
I never saw, heard, nor read, that the clergy were beloved in any nati >>
I will venture to affirm, that the three seasons wherein our corn has >>
If I have seen further... it is by standing upon the shoulders of gian >>
The road winds up the hill to meet the height; Beyond the locust hedge >>
The riders in a race do not stop when they reach the goal. There is a >>
Vision is the art of seeing things invisible.