Will Cannot Be Quenched Against Its Will.

Three Things Remain With Us From Paradise: Stars, Flowers And Children.

Be Like A Solid Tower Whose Brave Height Remains Unmoved By All The Winds That Blow; The Man Who Lets His Thoughts Be Turned Aside By One Thing Or Another, Will Lose Sight Of His True Goal, His Mind Sapped Of Its Strength.

I Presumed To Fix My Look On The Eternal Light So Long That I Consumed My Sight Thereon.

Thy Soul Is By Vile Fear Assailed, Which Oft So Overcasts A Man, That He Recoils From Noblest Resolution, Like A Beast At Some False Semblance In The Twilight Gloom.

He Listens Well Who Takes Notes.