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The gull shall whistle in his wake, the blind wave break in fire.
He shall fulfill God's utmost will, read more
The gull shall whistle in his wake, the blind wave break in fire.
He shall fulfill God's utmost will, unknowing His desire,
And he shall see old planets pass and alien stars arise,
And give the gale his reckless sail in shadow of new skies.
Strong lust of gear shall drive him out and hunger arm his hand,
To wring his food from a desert nude, his foothold from the sand.
The rather since every man is the son of his own works.
[Sp., Quanto mas que cada uno es read more
The rather since every man is the son of his own works.
[Sp., Quanto mas que cada uno es hijo de sus obras.]
The best verse hasn't been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn't been planned,
The highest peak hasn't read more
The best verse hasn't been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn't been planned,
The highest peak hasn't been climbed yet,
The mightiest rivers aren't spanned;
Don't worry and fret, faint-hearted,
The chances have just begun
For the best jobs haven't been started,
The best work hasn't been done.
Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently.
Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently.
Sometimes our work feels small and insignificant. But remember, a small ripple can gain momentum and build a current so read more
Sometimes our work feels small and insignificant. But remember, a small ripple can gain momentum and build a current so strong that is insurmountable.
Better to wear out than to rust out.
Better to wear out than to rust out.
The finest eloquence is that which gets things done: the worst is
that which delays them.
The finest eloquence is that which gets things done: the worst is
that which delays them.
Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she read more
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she plyed, but, studious of delay,
Each following night reversed the toils of day.
