A dreamer lives forever, And a toiler dies in a day.

Prize-Fighting is not the aim of boxing. This noble exercise ought not to be judged by the dishonesty or the low lives of too many of its professional followers. Let it stand alone, an athletic practice, on the same footing as boating or football.

The right word fitly spoken is a precious rarity.

Who heeds not experience, trust him not.

How shall I a habit break? As you did that habit make, As you gathered, you must lose; As you yielded, now refuse, Thread by thread the strands we twist Till they bind us neck and wrist, Thread by thread the patient hand Must untwine ere free we stan

The organized charity, scrimped and iced, In the name of a cautious, statistical Christ.

Anonymity is the fame of the future.