Better To Have The Poet's Heart Than

When We Are Out Of Sympathy With The Young, Then I Think Our Work In This World Is Over

I Only Know When I Don't Know A Thing. My Uncle Has Taught Me That Wisdom Lies In That.

Alas, How Easily Things Go Wrong! A Sigh Too Much, A Kiss Too Long And There Follows A Mist And A Weeping Rain And Life Is Never The Same Again

To Try Too Hard To Make People Good Is One Way To Make Them Worse. The Only Way To Make Them Good Is To Be Good, Remembering Well The Beam And The Mote.

As Christ Is The Blossom Of Humanity, So The Blossom Of Every Man Is Christ Perfected In Him.