No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here. - John Greenleaf Whittier

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.

And sweet and far as from a star, replied a voice which shall not cease, till drowning all the noise of war, it sings the blessed song of peace

I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together.