Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
Bible reading is an education in itself.
Too much wit makes the world rotten.
What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty; such as lurks In some wild poet, when he works Without a conscience or an aim.