He fed his spirit with the bread of books
He drew a circle that shut me out-Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout.But love and I had the wit to win:We drew a circle and took him In !From the poem " Outwitted
It is better to rust out than wear out.
We have committed the Golden Rule to memory let us now commit it to life.
There is a destiny which makes us brothers none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.
The crest and crowning of all good Life's final star is Brotherhood.
Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out.
Oft when the white still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart I have felt it like a glory in my heart.
Choices are the hinges of destiny.
Whoever falls from God's right hand is caught into His left.
It is doubtless true that men are bad because they are unhappy. If anyone could give them real happiness, the happiness of brotherhood, they would all want to live the true and brotherly life.
