But the sunshine aye shall light the sky, As round and round we run; And the truth shall ever come uppermost, And justice shall be done.

He who has mingled in the fray of duty that the brave endure, must have made foes. If you have none, small is the work that you have done.

If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.

Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?

The study of the errors into which great minds have fallen in the pursuit of truth can never be uninstructive. . . No man is so wise but that he may learn some wisdom from his past errors, either of thought or action, and no society has made such advances as to be capable of no improvement from the retrospect of its past folly and credulity.

Men of thought and men of action, clear the Way!

Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds