Imagination means nothing without doing.

Time passes swiftly, but is it not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together, amid the storms and stresses of so many eventful and to millions tragic and terrible years?

How little can we foresee the consequences either of wise or unwise action, of virtue or of malice. Without this measureless and perpetual uncertainty, the drama of human life would be destroyed.

In life's steeplechase one must always jump the fences when they come.

The only guide to a man's conscience, the only shield to his memory is the rectitude and sincerity of his actions.

Face to face, difficulties which appear really insuperable at a distance are very often removed altogether from our path.