It Is By Acts And

Play Is Hand-to-hand Encounter With Fate.

The Heart Errs Like The Head; Its Errors Are Not Any The Less Fatal, And We Have More Trouble Getting Free Of Them Because Of Their Sweetness.

Man Is So Made That He Can Only Find Relaxation From One Kind Of Labor By Taking Up Another.

To Accomplish Great Things, We Must Not Only Act, But Also Dream; Not Only Plan, But Also Believe.

The Future Is Hidden Even From Those Who Are Forging It.