We call those poets who are first to mark, Through earth's dull mist the coming of the dawn, Who see in twilight's gloom the first pale spark, While others only note that day is gone.
This victory will be your I ruin.
Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.
Nothing is stronger than habit.
What is without periods of rest will not endure.
The glow of inspiration warms us; it is a holy rapture.
In our play we reveal what kind of people we are.
I want everyone to tell me the truth, even if it costs him his job.
And," Amber said, practically drooling as she ogled him, "it's tradition for new arrivals to help with the pep rally. " Brooklyn quirked her lips in doubt. "Tradition?" "It's a new tradition," Amber shot back. "Clearly the deeper meaning of the word has escaped you.
I'm here, and every day now is an extra day. I've been given an extra day so I've got to make the most of it.
We are never late. We arrive precisely when we mean to.