Oft When The White, Still Dawn Lifted

Earth Is Enough. We Men Of Earth Have Here The Stuff Of Paradise - We Have Enough! We Need No Other Stones To Build The Temple Of The Unfulfilled - No Other Ivory For The Doors - No Other Marble For The Floors - No Other Cedar For The Beam And Dome Of Man's Immortal Dream. Here On The Paths Of Every-day - Here On The Common Human Way Is All The Stuff The Gods Would Take To Build A Heaven, To Mold And Make New Edens. Ours Is The Stuff Sublime To Build Eternity In Time!

Ah, Great It Is To Believe The Dream As We Stand In Youth By The Starry Stream; But A Greater Thing Is To Fight Life Through, And At The End, 'the Dream Is True!'

There Is A Destiny Which Makes Us Brothers; None Goes His Way Alone. All That We Send Into The Lives Of Others Comes Back Into Our Own.

To Throw Oneself To The Side Of The Oppressed Is The Only Dignified Thing To Do In Life.

Choices Are The Hinges Of Destiny.