These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred, Each softly lucent as a rounded moon; The diver Omar plucked them from their bed, Fitzgerald strung them on an English thread.

Truly there is a tide in the affairs of men; but there is no gulf-stream setting forever in one direction.

Such power there is in clear-eyed self-restraint.

The story of any one man's real experience finds its startling parallel in that of every one of us.

To have greatly dreamed precludes low ends.

Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof.

The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, and still fluttered down the snow.