“When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.”
William Shakespeare
“So live that when thy summons comes to joinThe innumerable caravan that movesTo that mysterious realm, where each shall takeHis chamber in the silent halls of death,Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothedBy an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,Like one who wraps the drapery of his couchAbout him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.”
William Cullen Bryant
“So many of our DREAMS at first seem Impossible, then they seem Improbable, and then when we Summon the Will, they soon become Inevitable.”
Christopher Reeve
“That I could still summon what I had back when, that I could still use it coming down the stretch, that was special for me.”
Jack Nicklaus
“All should be summoned to one room. Then they should all light up cigars. When the room is filled with smoke, they should turn off the air conditioning and don't let anybody out until they reach a decision. Shouldn't take any more than 20 minutes.”
David Kotok
“A teardrop on earth summons the King of heaven”
Charles R. Swindoll
“Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.”
