Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest of all the arts.
That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Youth comes but once a life time. Perhaps, but it remains strong in many for their entire lives.
Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.
Enthusiasm begets enthusiasm.
Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.