Time goes by, reputation increases, ability declines.

I have only my own burden to bear.

You wake from dreams of doom and--for a moment--you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love's calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn.

Life yields only to the conqueror.

Life only demands from you the strength that you possess. Only one feat is possible; not to run away.

Better than other people.' Sometimes he says: 'That, at least, you are.' But more often: 'Why should you be? Either you are what you can be, or you are not - like other people.

Be grateful as your deeds become less and less associated with your name, as your feet ever more lightly tread the earth.