Nothing External To You Has Any Power

This Day Is All That Is Good And Fair. It Is Too Dear, With Its Hopes And Invitations, To Waste A Moment On The Yesterdays.

Our Fear Of Death Is Like Our Fear That Summer Will Be Short, But When We Have Had Our Swing Of Pleasure, Our Fill Of Fruit, And Our Swelter Of Heat, We Say We Have Had Our Day.

We Cannot Forgive Another For Not Being Ourselves.

Intellectual Tasting Of Life Will Not Supersede Muscular Activity.

All Great Men Come Out Of The Middle Classes.