“To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.”

There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.

Man’s pleasure is a short time growing And it falls to the ground As quickly.

It is God that accomplishes all term to hopes, God, who overtakes the flying eagle, outpasses the dolphin in the sea; who bends under his strength the man with thoughts too high.

Often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.

Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.

Sweet is war to those who know it not.

Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.

Law, the king of all mortals and immortals.

Even genius is tied to profit.

The test of any man lies in action.

One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.

The noblest of the elements is water.

Whatever is beautiful is beautiful by necessity.

Great deeds give choice of many tales. Choose a slight tale, enrich it large, and then let wise men listen.

When men succeed, even their neighbors think them wise.

Skills vary with the man. We must tread a straight path and strive by that which is born in us.

So he asked the Iranians to come in and help.

The most important thing in your life is not what you do; it’s who you become. That’s what you will take into eternity.

Although my father is English, I was brought up in Australia.

But I don’t believe it comes at the expense of the Middle East.

Some nights the painful past unexpectedly pushes up through the floorboards like an ugly nightmarish weed, and by doing so

Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?

Kinds hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy; God has none.

The Iranians should just stay away from us.