It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

I consider the success of my day based on the seeds I sow, not the harvest I reap.

In each of us, two natures are at war – the good and the evil. All our lives the fight goes on between them, and one of them must conquer. But in our own hands lies the power to choose – what we want most to be we are.

Teacher, tender comrade, wife, A fellow-farer true through life.

Of what shall we be proud of if we are not proud of our friends?

The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.

Am I no a bonny fighter?