“Drowning is not so pitiful as the attempt to rise.”

“I must go in, the fog is rising.”

“We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies.”

“We never know how high we areTill we are called to rise;And then, if we are true to plan,Our statures touch the skies.The heroism we reciteWould be a daily thing,Did not ourselves the cubits warpFor fear to be a king.”

“Our lives are Swiss, so still- so cool”

“Truth is so rare, it is delightful to tell it.”

“Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.”