No Work Begun Shall Ever Pause For

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

Men Are Not Angels, Neither Are They Brutes.

Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

If You Can Sit At Set Of Sun And Count The Deeds That You Have Done And Counting Find Oneself-denying Act, One Word That Eased The Heart Of Him That Heard. One Glance Most Kind, Which Fell Like Sunshine Where He Went, Then You May Count That Day Well Spent.

Talent Should Minister To Genius.