Every Man Is Eloquent Once In His

I Pack My Trunk, Embrace My Friends, Embark On The Sea And At Last Wake Up In Naples, And There Beside Me Is The Stern Fact, The Sad Self, Unrelenting, Identical, That I Fled From.

Our Chief Want Is Someone Who Will Inspire Us To Be What We Know We Could Be.

I Wiped Away The Weeds And Foam, I Fetched My Sea-born Treasures Home; But The Poor, Unsightly, Noisome Things Had Left Their Beauty On The Shore, With The Sun And The Sand And The Wild Uproar.

Give All To Love; Obey Thy Heart.

No Great Man Ever Complains Of Want Of Opportunity.