A thought often makes us hotter than a fire.

The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.

Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead.

From labor there shall come forth rest.

Let him not boast who puts his armor on as he who puts it off, the battle done.

The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.

Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate, Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.