When It's Darkest, Men See The Stars.

I May Say It Of Our Preposterous Use Of Books,--he Knew Not What To Do, And So He Read.

All Men Are Poets At Heart.

Truth Is Beautiful, Without Doubt; But So Are Lies.

Sleep Takes Off The Costume Of Circumstance, Arms Us With Terrible Freedom, So That Every Will Rushes To A Deed.

Be Not The Slave Of Your Own Past - Plunge Into The Sublime Seas, Dive Deep, And Swim Far.