Learn To Labour And To

Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall.

Life Is Real! Life Is Earnest! And The Grave Is Not Its Goal; Dust Thou Art, To Dust Returnest, Was Not Spoken Of The Soul.

Books Are Sepulchres Of Thought.

He Looks The Whole World In The Face For He Owes Not Any Man.

I Will Be A Man Among Men; And No Longer A Dreamer Among Shadows.