Nature Is Thought Immersed In Matter. .

Traveling Is No Fool's Errand To Him Who Carries His Eyes And Itinerary Along With Him.

Time Is One's Best Friend, Teaching Best Of All The Wisdom Of Silence.

Action And Blood Now Get The Game. Disdain Treads On The Peaceful Name.

Man Is A Living Lie--a Bitter Jest Upon Himself--a Conscious Grain Of Sand Lost In A Desert Of Unconsciousness.

One Cannot Celebrate Books Sufficiently. After Saying His Best, Still Something Better Remains To Be Spoken In Their Praise. As With Friends, One Finds New Beauties At Every Interview, And Would Stay Long In The Presence Of Those Choice Companions. As With Friends, He May Dispense With A Wide Acquaintance. Few And Choice. The Richest Minds Need Not Large Libraries.