There Are Hours When I Must Force

Recipe For Greatness - To Bear Up Under Loss; To Fight The Bitterness Of Defeat And The Weakness Of Grief; To Be Victor Over Anger; To Smile When Tears Are Close; To Resist Disease And Evil Men And Base Instincts; To Hate Hate And To Love Love; To Go On When It Would Seen Good To Die; To Look Up With Unquenchable Faith In Something Ever More About To Be. That Is What Any Man Can Do, And Be Great.

I Arise Full Of Eagerness And Energy, Knowing Well What Achievement Lies Ahead Of Me.

Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Of Their Dead Selves To Higher Things.

Before Exulatation Had Vanished, I Felt As If I Had Been Granted A Marvellous Privilege. Out Of The Inscrutable Waters A Beautiful Fish Had Somehow Leaped To Show Me Fleetingly The Life And Spirit Of His Element.

Adam Larey Gazed With Hard And Wondering Eyes Down The Silent Current Of The Red River Upon Which He Meant To Drift Away Into The Desert