Nobody Can Bring You Peace But Yourself.

Behind Us, As We Go, All Things Assume Pleasing Forms, As Clouds Do Far Off. Not Only Things Familiar And Stale, But Even The Tragic And Terrible, Are Comely, As They Take Their Place In The Pictures Of Memory.

The Interminable Forests Should Become Graceful Parks, For Use And Delight.

The Task Ahead Of Us Is Never As Great As The Power Behind Us.

There Are Days When The Great Are Near Us, When There Is No Frown On Their Brow, No Condescension Even; When They Take Us By The Hand, And We Share Their Thought.

Don't Be Pushed By Your Problems. Be Led By Your Dreams.