My work is that of keeping every operation down (in size) so that the farmer and the man farthest down can get hold of it.
Where there is no vision, there is no hope.
There is no shortcut to achievement.
Anything will give up its secrets if you love it enough.
I found that when I talk to the little flower or to the little peanut they will give up their secrets . . .
Believe. The promise of God are real. They are as real, as solid, yes infinitely more solid than this table which the materialist so thoroughly believes in. If you would only believe, O ye of little faith.