Even now I am full of hope, but the end lies in God.
One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.
Learn what you are and be such.
Mankind is a dream of a shadow.
If one but tell a thing well, it moves on with undying voice, and over the fruitful earth and across the sea goes the bright gleam of noble deeds ever unquenchable.
Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.