Every man has his secret sorrows.

I will be a man among men; and no longer a dreamer among shadows.

And when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the silence.

As Unto the bow the the cord is , So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him , yet she follows: Useless each without the other.

Truly, this world can go on without us, if we would but think so.

There are favorable hours for reading a book, as for writing it.

And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!" Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men!