Truth . . . and if mine eyes Can bear its blaze, and trace its symmetries, Measure its distance, and its advent wait, I am no prophet - I but calculate.

There 's a good time coming, boys! A good time coming.

Old Tubal Cain was a man of might In the days when earth was young.

Water is the mother of the vine, the nurse and fountain of fecundity, the adorner and refresher of the world.

There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

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.

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