Sam Walter Foss Quotes

The woods were made for the hunter of dreams, the brooks for the fishes of song. - Sam Walter Foss

The path that leads to a loaf of bread, Winds through the swamps of toil; And the path that leads to a suit of clothes, Goes through a flowerless soil, And the paths that lead to the loaf of bread, And the suit of clothes are hard to tread. - Sam Walter Foss

Seek not for fresher founts afar, just drop you bucket where you are. - Sam Walter Foss

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man. - Sam Walter Foss

Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains. - Sam Walter Foss

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