We live in deeds, not years; in thought, not breath;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial;
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives,
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
—Festus. Bailey.
I must be cruel, only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
Our new heraldry is—hands, not hearts.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.