Skills vary with the man. We must tread a straight path and strive by that which is born in us.
Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.
The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.
He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.
The noblest of the elements is water
Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.