It is fortunate that each generation does not comprehend its own ignorance. We are thus enabled to call our ancestors barbarous.

There was never a nation great until it came to the knowledge that it had nowhere in the world to go for help.

A well known American writer said once that, while everybody talked about the weather, nobody seemed to do anything about it.

To own a bit of ground, to scratch it with a hoe, to plant seeds and watch, their renewal of life, this is the commonest delight of the race, the most satisfac…