The Illusion That Times That

Do Not Lounge In The Cities! There Is Room & Health In The Country, Away From The Crowds Of Idlers & Imbeciles. Go West, Before You Are Fitted For No Life But That Of The Factory.

I Do Not Regret Having Braved Public Opinion, When I Knew It Was Wrong And Was Sure It Would Be Merciless.

Relaxation Is A Physical And Moral Necessity. Animals, Even To The Simplest And Dullest, Have Their Games, Their Sports, Their Diversions. The Toil-worn Artisan, Stooping And Straining Over His Daily Task, Which Taxes Eye And Brain And Limb, Ought To Have Opportunity And Means For An Hour Or Two Of Relaxation After That Task Is Concluded.

Duty And To-day Are Ours; Results And Futurity Belong To God.

Fame Is A Vapor, Popularity An Accident, And Riches Take Wings. Only One Thing Endures And That Is Character.