By blood a king, in heart a clown.
That man's the best cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.
Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.
Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens? If all the world were falcons, what of that? The wonder of the eagle were the less, But he not less the eagle.