None but God can satisfy the longings of an immortal soul; that as the heart was made for Him, so He only can fill it. - Richard Chenevix Trench

We kneel, how weak; we rise, how full of power!
Why, therefore, should we do ourselves this wrong,
Or others — that we are not always strong,
That we are ever overborne with care,
That we should ever weak or heartless be,
Anxious or troubled, when with us is prayer,
And joy and strength and courage are with Thee?

Oh seize the instant time; you never will
With waters once passed by impel the mill.

Not all who seem to fail have failed indeed,
Not all who fail have therefor worked in vain.
There is no failure for the good and brave.