The dream is short, repentance long.

Futurity is impregnable to mortal ken: no prayer pierces through heaven's adamantine walls. Whether the birds fly right or left, whatever be the aspect of the stars, the book of nature is a maze, dreams are a lie, and every sign a falsehood.

Dare to be wrong and to dream.

Keep true to the dream of thy youth.

Truth is more than a dream and a song.