Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.

Dreams can never be made captive.

Perhaps that dawn will come from this horizon, from the East where the sun rises. A day will come when unvanquished Man will retrace his path of conquest, despite all barriers, to win back his lost human heritage.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts.

The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart . . .

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.