I embrace the purpose of God and the doom assigned.
The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.
For man is man and master of his fate.
All things have rest: why should we toil alone, We only toil, who are the first of things.
The saddest thing about any man is that he be ignorant, and the most exciting thing is that he knows.
Food over flame burns, food over heat cooks