“May I never grow so strong that my heart cannot be moved.May I never grow so weak that I fear to speak the truth. ”
“There are things of which I may not speak;There are dreams that cannot die;There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak,And bring a pallor into the cheek,And a mist before the eye.”
“I speak the truth, not so much as I would, but as much as I dare; and I dare a little more as I grow older.”
“I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow.”
“I never thought I should live to grow blasé about the sound of gunfire, but so I have”
“Grow strong, my comrade … that you may standUnshaken when I fall; that I may knowThe shattered fragments of my song will comeAt last to finer melody in you;That I may tell my heart that you beginWhere passing I leave off, and fathom more.”