But the churchmen fain would kill their church, As the churches have kill'd their Christ.

Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.

And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.

Things seen are mightier than things heard.

That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?