For every worm beneath the moon Draws different threads, and late and soon Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
That man's the best cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.
Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
God and Nature met in light.
It's better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would've happened if I had tried