God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.
Of all cold words of tongue or pen, the worst are these: "I knew him when -
I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals
It takes a bee to get the honey out
Scheme not to make what's Another's your own; Be not a Dog for the sake of a Bone.
The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.