“One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below”

Do not strive to grasp them all.

On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.

Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.

Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’

Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.

One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.

Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.

Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.

No star is lost once we have seen

One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going

Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.

The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be

Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?

Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,

We always may be what we might have been.

The stars can only shine In the dark night.

Prayer steadies one when he is walking in slippery places – even if things asked for are not given.

What have you given the world it never possessed before you came?

Trust and respect is something you earn, not something that is given.

Being out there in the ocean, God’s creation, it’s like a gift He has given us to enjoy.

People will never fight for your freedom if you have not given evidence that you are prepared to fight for it yourself.

Wisdom is meaningless until your own experience has given it meaning, and there is wisdom in the selection of wisdom.

There are things that are a given, that you’ve already established, and obviously, visually, certain iconic things that can’t be completely removed, like a certain hat or a certain coat in my case.

There is no truth which cannot be given in fifty words; the truth is always concise.