If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.

If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.

He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.

It's no different than a farmer keeping his grain in storage — playing the futures.

If the grain were separated from the chaff, which fills the works of our national poets, what is truly valuable would be to what is useless in the proportion of a molehill to a mountain