Go Placidly, Amid the noise and Haste & Remember what peace there may be in silence.
I contracted a disease which I have never shaken off. The disease was idealism. Because of it, I did the thing in life I wanted to do - Writing.
As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
In the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.
Whether of not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
I should like, if I could, to leave a humble gift -- a bit of chaste prose that had caught up some noble moods.