All your strength is in union, all your danger is in discord.

Today is the blocks with which we build.

The nearer the dawn the darker the night.

The bravest are the tenderest.

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.

A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.

Three silences there are: the first of speech, the second of desire, the third of thought.