Will it, and set to work briskly....

Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance.

The strong man is strongest when alone.

Art is the right hand of Nature. The latter has only given us being, the former has made us men.

Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.

It is utterly false and cruelly arbitrary to put all the play and learning into childhood, all the work into middle age, and all the regrets into old age.

Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.

Have regular hours for work and play make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful, old age will bring few regrets, and life will become a beautiful success.