Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best.
Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.
On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
They are perfect; how else?-they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?-we have time in store.
Time'swheelsrunsbackor stops: Potterand clayendure.
Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais): "Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'"