17 Quotes by William Benet

You came to climb,And you endure --So turn your face to the rock of Time,Make one more foothold sure!

You came to climb, And you endure -- So turn your face to the rock of Time, Make one more foothold sure!

Time, the dark whale, spouts blithely from his spiracleA jet of memory that makes glad the sun.

Time, the dark whale, spouts blithely from his spiracle A jet of memory that makes glad the sun.

You are to me what the bowstring is to the shaft,Speeding my purpose aloft and aflame and afar.

You are to me what the bowstring is to the shaft, Speeding my purpose aloft and aflame and afar.

Blake was mad, they say, -- and Space's Pandora-boxLoosed its wonders upon him -- devils, but angels indeed.

Blake was mad, they say, -- and Space's Pandora-box Loosed its wonders upon him -- devils, but angels indeed.