“Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.”

Adventure is not outside man; it is within.

Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with a joyful confidence.

Any coward can fight a battle when he’s sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he’s sure of losing.

We have had an unspeakably delightful journey, one of those journeys which seem to divide one’s life in two, by the new ideas they suggest and the new views of interest they open.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

Souls live on in perpetual echoes.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.

The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.

These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.

… it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

What are a handful of reasonable men against a crowd with stones in their hands?

Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

I wonder, what will you tell your children was the reason to fail and leave them facing the climate chaos you knowingly brought upon them?

Toil and risk are the price of glory, but it is a lovely thing to live with courage and die leaving an everlasting fame.

I became your melancholy your unfinished symphony its better to leave undone rather than knowing I did my best yet wasn’t enough.

I want you to be the one I stay in bed with on sunday morning, and never want to leave.

You were like water the parts of your heart I touched before casually moved forward, leaving me bewildered. What wrong did I do?

I hope when she touches you it burns holes into your skin and leaves scars where my lips would have been.

People will leave throughout Your life. You can turn that empty space Into a graveyard Or a garden.

Never leave someone you care about on negative terms.