To Fail At All Is

Greatly Begin. Though Thou Have Time, But For A Line, Be That Sublime. Not Failure, But Low Aim Is Crime.

Now The Heart Is So Full That A Drop Overfills It; We Are Happy Now Because God Wills It.

There Are Two Kinds Of Weakness, That Which Breaks And That Which Bends.

Things Always Seem Fairer When We Look Back At Them, And It Is Out Of That Inaccessible Tower Of The Past That Longing Leans And Beckons.

The Greater Your Real Strength And Power, The Quieter It Will Be Exercised.