In the ocean of baseness, the deeper we get, the easier the sinking.
Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.
The true ideal is not opposed to the real but lies in it; and blessed are the eyes that find it.
Be He nowhere else, God is in all that liberates and lifts, in all that humbles, sweetens, and consoles.
The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.
True freedom is to share All the chains our brothers wear, And, with heart and hand, to be Earnest to make others free!