If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it's the light of the oncoming train.

Be NOBLE! and the nobleness that liesIn other men, sleeping, but never dead,Will rise in majesty to meet thine own.

Who is it needs such flawless shafts as fate? What archer of his arrows is so choice, or hits the white so surely?

In life's small things be resolute and great To keep thy muscle trained; Know'st thou when Fate Thy measure takes, or when she'll say to thee, "I find thee worthy; do this deed for me?"

He who is firmly seated in authority soon learns to think security, and not progress, the highest lesson in statecraft.

In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.

The eye is the notebook of the poet.