Go far - too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, through all your travels; for you'll find it certain.
The coward's weapon, poison.
Death hath so many doors to let out life.
Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
That soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man.
Only look to Jesus. He died for you, died in your place, died under the frowns of heaven, that we might die under its smile.