People Demand Freedom Only When They Have

There Are Things Of Which I May Not Speak; There Are Dreams That Cannot Die; There Are Thoughts That Make The Strong Heart Weak, And Bring A Pallor Into The Cheek, And A Mist Before The Eye.

The Talent Of Success Is Nothing More Than Doing What You Can Do, Well.

At Daybreak, On The Bleak Sea-beach, A Fisherman Stood Aghast, To See The Form Of A Maiden Fair, Lashed Close To A Drifting Mast.

My Own Thoughts Are My Companions.

The Story, From Beginning To End, I Found Again In A Heart Of A Friend.