Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight Drove to this tumult in the clouds.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

Why should we honour those that die upon the field of battle? A man may show as reckless a courage in entering into the abyss of himself.

All the wild-witches, those most notable ladies For all their broom-sticks and their tears, Their angry tears, are gone.

For how can you compete Being honour bred, with one Who, were it proved he lies, Were neither shamed in his own Nor in his neighbour's eyes?

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.