The two fortresses which are the last to yield in the human heart, are hope and pride.

Some blessings have been ours in the past, and these may be repeated or even multiplied.

Tomorrow may be fair, however stormy the sky of today.

For who would live if life held no allurements?

We create our future, by well improving present opportunities: however few and small they are.

Habit is a powerful means of advancement, and the habit of eternal vigilance and diligence, rarely fails to bring a substantial reward.

There must be vistas flying out beyond, that promise more than present conditions yield.