One Man Pins Me To The Wall,

The Regular Course Of Studies, The Years Of Academical And Professional Education, Have Not Yielded Me Better Facts Than Some Idle Books Under The Bench At The Latin School.

Great Men, Great Nations, Have Not Been Boasters And Buffoons, But Perceivers Of The Terror Of Life, And Have Manned Themselves To Face It.

Let A Man Then Know His Worth And Keep Things Under His Feet.

Man Sheds Grief As His Skin Sheds Rain.

The Field Cannot Be Seen From Within The Field.