But he couldn't lie if you paid him and he'd starve before he stole.

Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees, So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray For the Glory of the Garden, that it may not pass away!

Yet there be certain times in a young man’s life, when, through great sorrow or sin, all the boy in him is burnt and seared away so that he passes at one step to the more sorrowful state of manhood

As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race... and the hearts of the meanest were humbled.

We be of one blood, ye and I

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 am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.