That he can’t do right here and just now!”
Honest labor wears a lovely face.—Decker.
Jean Paul Richter, who suffered greatly from poverty, said that he would not have been rich for worlds.
“I began life with a sixpence,” said Girard, “and believe that a man’s best capital is his industry.”
I am a part of all that I have seen.—Tennyson.
Thomas Ball, the sculptor, whose fine statues ornament the parks and squares of Boston, used as a lad to sweep out the halls of the Boston Museum. Horace Greeley, journalist and orator, was the son of a poor New Hampshire farmer and for years earned his living by typesetting. Thorwaldsen, the great Danish sculptor, was the son of humble Icelandic fisher-folk, but by study and perseverance he became one of the greatest of modern sculptors. In the Copenhagen museum alone are six hundred examples of his art.
If it is not right, do not do it; if it is not true, do not say it.—Marcus Aurelius.
Benjamin Franklin, philosopher and statesman, was the son of a tallow-chandler, and was the fifteenth child in a family of seventeen children. This would seem to go far toward proving that it is no misfortune to be born into a home of many brothers and sisters. Lord Tennyson, too, was the third child in a family of eleven children, all born within a period of thirteen years. They formed a joyous, lively household, amusements being agreeably mingled with their daily tasks. They were all handsome and gifted, with marked personal traits and imaginative temperaments. They were very fond of reading and story-telling. At least four of the boys—Frederick, Charles, Alfred, and Edward—were given to verse-writing.
A thing is never too often repeated which is never sufficiently learned.—Seneca.
Any man may commit a mistake, but none but a fool will continue in it.—Cicero.