All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But

A Man Avails Himself Of The Truth So Long As It Is Serviceable; But He Seizes On What Is False With A Passionate Eloquence As Soon As He Can Make A Momentary Use Of It.

Nothing Is Worth More Than This Day. You Cannot Relive Yesterday. Tomorrow Is Still Beyond Your Reach.

The Old Lose One Of The Greatest Privileges Of Man, For They Are No Longer Judged By Their Contemporaries.

The Further One Advances In Experience, The Closer One Comes To The Unfathomable; The More One Learns To Utilize Experience, The More One Recognizes That The Unfathomable Is Of No Practical Value.

What Then Is Your Duty? What The Day Demands.