He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak.

Then, welcome each rebuff / That turns earth's smoothness rough, / Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go!

("You say you've never made a picture before?") Yes, but that's our strongest weak point

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's business being just the terrible choice.

We then that are strong ought to bear the infirmities of the weak.