Life Has Two Halves: One Patient And

As One's Gifts Increase, His Friends Decrease.

Seek Not The Depths Of Your Knowledge With Staff Or Sounding Line. For Self Is A Sea Boundless And Measureless.

He Who Loses His Mother Loses A Pure Soul Who Blesses And Guards Him Constantly.

Defeat, My Defeat, My Deathless Courage, You And I Shall Laugh Together With The Storm, And Together We Shall Dig Graves For All That Die In Us, And We Shall Stand In The Sun With A Will, And We Shall Be Dangerous

There Is A Space Between Man's Imagination And Man's Attainment That May Only Be Traversed By His Longing.