The Days That Make Us Happy Make

There Are Few Earthly Things More Beautiful Than A University A Place Where Those Who Hate Ignorance May Strive To Know, Where Those Who Perceive Truth May Strive To Make Others See.

So Death Obscures Your Gentle Form, So Memory Strives To Make The Darkness Bright; And, In That Heap Of Rocks, Your Body Lies, Part Of The Island Till The Planet Ends, My Gentle Comrade, Beautiful And Wise, Part Of This Crag This Bitter Surge Offends, While I, Who Pass, A Little Obscure Thing, War With This Force, And Breathe, And Am Its King.

The Three Foundations Of Judgement: Bold Design, Constant Practice, And Frequent Mistakes.

My Road Leads Me Seawards To The White Dipping Sails.

Life, A Beauty Chased By Tragic Laughter.