But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.
Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best.
The great mind knows the power of gentleness.
Truth never hurts the teller.
No work begun shall ever pause for death.
And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again.