For all you lurkers with a low post count

[the GOAT]

Many time the reading of a book has made the future of a man.

 

[the GOAT]

We are led to believe a lie When we see not through the eye.

 

[the GOAT]

I honestly haven't thought about it much. When it comes time for me to retire, I don't think I'll know going into that season. I'll have to evaluate it at the end of each year.

 

[the GOAT]

No one should be rich except those who understand it.

 

[the GOAT]

A conquering army on the border will not be stopped by eloquence.

 

[the GOAT]

When I look back on all the worries I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.

 

[the GOAT]

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.

 

[the GOAT]

LOCK-AND-KEY, n. The distinguishing device of civilization and enlightenment.

 

[the GOAT]

Human beings must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.

 

[the GOAT]

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

 

[the GOAT]

Each day I see all about me the fruits of commandment-keeping.

 

[the GOAT]

There is more real need for the pioneering spirit today than ever before.

 

[the GOAT]

It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by then I was too famous.

 

[the GOAT]

Two men look out through the same bars: One sees the mud, and one the stars.

 

[the GOAT]

A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist.

 

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Thanks Junkman! Made my day.

 

[the GOAT]

In holy music's golden speech Remotest notes to notes respond: Each octave is a world; yet each Vibrates to worlds beyond its own.

 

[the GOAT]

A good name is seldom regained. When character is gone, all is gone, and one of the richest jewels of life is lost forever.

 

[the GOAT]

PLOW, n. An implement that cries aloud for hands accustomed to the pen.

 

[the GOAT]

Company, villanous company, hath been the spoil of me.