I am a part of all that I have met.
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
Nature, red in tooth and claw.
No rock so hard but a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
He never sold the truth to serve the hour, Nor paltered with Eternal God for power.
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control, these three alone lead life to sovereign power.
Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.