"I'll break my staff, bury it certain..." - Quote by William Shakespeare

“What many men desire--that 'many' may be meant By the fool multitude that choose by show, Not learning more than the fond eye doth teach, Which pries not to th' interior, but like the martlet Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force and road of casualty.”

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.”

“Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose.For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.”

“I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My figured goblets for a dish of wood, My scepter for a palmer's walking staff My subjects for a pair of carved saints and my large kingdom for a little grave.”

“Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.”

“The test of progress is the amount of renunciation that one has attained.”

“I hope we shall crush in its birth the aristocracy of our monied corporations which dare already to challenge our government to a trial by strength, and bid defiance to the laws of our country.”

“There is no sound more powerful than the marching feet of a determined people.”

“There is a thought in your mind right now. The longer you hold on to it, the more you dwell upon it, the more life you give to that thought. Give it enough life, and it will become real. So make sure the thought is indeed a great one.”