He Only Is Rich Who

Sorrow Looks Back, Worry Looks Around, Faith Looks Up

As The Traveler Who Has Lost His Way, Throws His Reins On His Horse's Neck, And Trusts To The Instinct Of The Animal To Find His Road, So Must We Do With The Divine Animal Who Carries Us Through This World

When Nature Has Work To Be Done, She Creates A Genius To Do It.

Yet These Uneasy Pleasures And Fine Pains Are For Curiosity, And Not For Life.

Consideration Is The Soil In Which Wisdom May Be Expected To Grow, And Strength Be Given To Every Up-springing Plant Of Duty.