The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.
Active minds that think and study, like swift brooks are seldom muddy.
Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.
Scheme not to make what's Another's your own; Be not a Dog for the sake of a Bone.
God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!
Of all cold words of tongue or pen, the worst are these: "I knew him when -