The only time you run out of chances is when you stop taking them
Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise?
Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.
Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.