What do we know but that we face one another in this place?
Time can but make it easier to be wise / Though now it seems impossible, and so / All that you need is patience.
Only the wasteful virtues earn the sun.
I agree about Shaw - he is haunted by the mystery he flouts. He is an atheist who trembles in the haunted corridor.
Words alone are certain good.
On limestone quarried near the spot By his command these words are cut: Cast a cold eye On life, on death. Horseman, pass by!