It is, however, not to the museum, or the lecture-room, or the drawing- school, but to the library, that we must go for the completion of our humanity. It is books that bear from age to age the intellectual wealth of the world.

Alas! must it ever be so? Do we stand in our own light, wherever we go, And fight our own shadows forever?

In life there are meetings which seem Like a fate.

Love thou the rose, yet leave it on its stem.

Do not think that years leave us and find us the same!

No life can be pure in its purpose, and strong in its strife, and all life not be purer and stronger thereby.

Good -humor is goodness and wisdom combined.