A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
The air is all softness.
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.
Or thou might'st better listen to the wind, Whose language is to thee a barren noise, Though it blows legend-laden through the trees.