Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware / Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

A brave heart and a courteous tongue. They shall carry thee far through the jungle, manling.

We are angels just like the rest of our brothers and sisters.

And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves 'It's pretty, but is it Art?'

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

That's what Christ taught. We are all brothers and sisters.