The Wreck of the Hesperus But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
All the means of action -- the shapeless masses -- the materials -- lie everywhere about us. What we need is the celestial fire to change the flint into the transparent crystal, bright and clear. That fire is genius.
He looks the whole world in the face for he owes not any man.
If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it.
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.