No institution which does not continually test its ideals, techniques and measure of accomplishment can claim real vitality.
No date prefixed directs me in the starry rubric set.
Dark with excessive bright.
No war or battle sound Was heard the world around.
To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north - wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!