Character, in great and little things, means carrying through what you feel able to do.

Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours Weeping, and watching for the morrow,- He knows you not, ye heavenly Powers.

I laugh at my heart, and do its will

For a man to achieve all that is demanded of him he must regard himself as greater than he is.

I respect the man who knows distinctly what he wants.

The fate of the architect is the strangest of all. How often he expends his whole soul, his whole heart and passion, to produce buildings into which he himself may never enter.

Every man bears something within him that, if it were publicly announced, would excite feelings of aversion.