What torments of grief you endured, from evils that never arrived |
What we seek we shall find; what we flee from flees from us. |
What would be the use of immortality to a person who cannot use well a half an hour. |
What you are comes to you |
What you do speak so loudly that I cannot hear what you say. |
What your heart thinks is great, is great. The soul's emphasis is always right. |
What's a book? Everything or nothing. The eye that sees it all. |
Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires courage. |
Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves, but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth |
Whatever limits us, we call Fate |
Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. |
When a man is pushed, tormented, defeated, he has a chance to learn something |
When a man meets his make, society begins. |
When a resolute young fellow steps up to the great bully, the world, and takes him boldly by the beard, he is often surprised to find it comes off in his hand, and that it was only tied on to scare away the timid adventurers. |
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive |