Alfred Lord Tennyson

And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men. ”

Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. ”

A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times. ”

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time. ”

No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not knock those who work with him. Don't knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself. ”

I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair. ”