If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

I have no gift of words, but I speak the truth.

Daughter am I in my mother's house, but mistress in my own.

War is an ill thing, as I surely know. But 'twould be an ill world for weaponless dreamers if evil men were not now and then slain.

You must learn to forgive a man when he's in love. He's always a nuisance.

Follow the dream, and always the dream, and only the dream.

When your Daemon is in charge, do not try to think consciously. Drift, wait, and obey.