Until the Donkey tried to clear The Fence, he thought himself a Deer.
Of all cold words of tongue or pen, the worst are these: "I knew him when -
God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!
No true reform has ever come to pass Unchallenged by a liar and an ass.
Active minds that think and study, like swift brooks are seldom muddy.
God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.