You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o'ercomes doubt.
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
But there are times when patience proves at fault.
We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life; The bests not big, the worst yields elbowroom.
Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
My sun sets to rise again.