Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
From Alfred Lord Tennyson
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dealer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Better not be at all than not be noble.
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