We Live Not To Ourselves, Our Work

The First And Worst Of All Frauds Is To Cheat One's Self.

Life Hath More Awe Than Death.

Life Is Less Than Nothing Without Love.

Night Comes, World-jewelled, . . . The Stars Rush Forth In Myriads As To Wage War With The Lines Of Darkness; And The Moon, Pale Ghost Of Night, Comes Haunting The Cold Earth After The Sun's Red Sea-death--quietless.

Dreams Are Rudiments Of The Great State To Come. We Dream What Is About To Happen.