• Richard Cecil

    Duties are ours; events are God’s. This removes an infinite burden from the shoulders of a miserable, tempted, dying creature. On this consideration only, can he securely lay down his head, and close his eyes.

  • T E Hulme

    Autumn

    A touch of cold in the Autumn night —

    I walked abroad,
    And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge
    Like a red-faced farmer.
    I did not stop to speak, but nodded,
    And round about were the wistful stars
    With white faces like town children.

  • Buckminster Fuller

    You can’t change anything by fighting or resisting it. You change something by making it obsolete through superior methods.

  • Frank Lloyd Wright

    The scientist has marched in and taken the place of the poet. But one day somebody will find the solution to the problems of the world and remember, it will be a poet, not a scientist.

  • Eugene Wilson

    Only the curious will learn and only the resolute overcome the obstacles to learning. The Quest Quotient has always interested me more than the Intelligence Quotient.

  • Robert Southey

    The Old Man’s Comforts

    and how he gained them

    You are old, Father William the young man cried,
    The few locks which are left you are grey;
    You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,
    Now tell me the reason, I pray.

    In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
    I remember’d that youth would fly fast,
    And abused not my health and my vigour at first,
    That I never might need them at last.

    You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
    And pleasures with youth pass away;
    And yet you lament not the days that are gone,
    Now tell me the reason, I pray.

    In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
    I remember’d that youth could not last;
    I thought of the future, whatever I did,
    That I never might grieve for the past.

    You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
    And life must be hastening away;
    You are cheerful, and love to converse upon death,
    Now tell me the reason, I pray.

    I am cheerful, young man, Father William replied,
    Let the cause thy attention engage;
    In the days of my youth I remember’d my God!
    And He hath not forgotten my age.

  • William Shakespeare

    Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
    Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
    Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;
    ‘Twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands:
    But he that filches from me my good name
    Robs me of that which not enriches him
    And makes me poor indeed.