Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best.

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

Of power does Man possess no particle: Of knowledge-just so much as show that still It ends in ignorance on every side.

Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.

"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!

There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;....and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.

Good to forgive, Best to forget.