The Lord Grant We May All Be

In The End Dreams Became His Life, And His Whole Life Thereafter Took A Strange Turn: One Might Say He Slept While Waking And Watched While Asleep.

But Youth Has A Future. The Closer He Came To Graduation, The More His Heart Beat. He Said To Himself: “this Is Still Not Life, This Is Only The Preparation For Life.

Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind A Home In Your Manes?

What Is Stronger In Us — Passion Or Habit? Or Are All The Violent Impulses, All The Whirl Of Our Desires And Turbulent Passions, Only The Consequence Of Our Ardent Age, And Is It Only Through Youth That They Seem Deep And Shattering?

Always Think Of What Is Useful And Not What Is Beautiful. Beauty Will Come Of Its Own Accord.