No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years. Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. I am a part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. A day may sink or save a realm. Brief is life but love is long. He never sold the truth to serve the hour, nor paltered with Eternal God for power. Her eyes are homes of silent prayers. Kind hearts are more than coronets, and simple faith than Norman blood. | 
