Take Everything You Like Seriously,

Keep Your Head When All About You Are Losing Theirs And Blaming It On You.

As I Pass Through My Incarnations In Every Age And Race, I Make My Proper Prostrations To The Gods Of The Market-place. Peering Through Reverent Fingers I Watch Them Flourish And Fall, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings, I Notice, Outlast Them All.

You Perceive, Do You Not, That Our National Fairy Tales Reflect The Inmost Desires Of The Briton And The Gaul?

If You Can Wait, And Not Be Tired By Waiting ... If You Can Dream, And Not Make Dreams Your Master; If You Can Think, And Not Make Thoughts Your Aim; If You Can Meet With Triumph And Disaster, And Treat Those Two Impostors Just The Same; ... Yours Is The Earth And Everything That's In It...

I Am The Cat Who Walks By Himself, And All Places Are Alike To Me.