The mathematics of high achievement
Every man has a coward and hero in his soul.
Hardened round us, encasing wholly every notion we form is a wrapping of traditions, hearsay's, and mere words.
O Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him; but are, in very deed, Ghosts!
It's a man's sincerity and depth of vision that makes him a poet.
The Present is the living sum-total of the whole Past.