He fed his spirit with the bread of books
Here is the Truth in a little creed, Enough for all the roads we go: In Love is all the law we need, In Christ is all the God we know.
In vain we build the city if we do not first build the man.
Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.
The crest and crowning of all good, life's final star, is Brotherhood.
It is better to rust out than wear out.