Look at the bow in the cloud, in the very rain itself. That is a sign that the sun, though you cannot see it, is shining still -- that up above beyond the cloud is still sunlight and warmth and cloudless blue sky.

Three fishers went sailing away to the west,/ Away to the west as the sun went down.

Life is too short for mean anxieties.

All the butterflies and cockyolybirds would fly past me.

For science is ... like virtue, its own exceeding great reward.

Pain is no evil, unless it conquers us.

And no one has the right to say that no water-babies exist, till they have seen no water-babies existing; which is quite a different thing, mind, from not seeing water-babies; and a thing which nobody ever did, or perhaps will ever do. But surely ... they would have put it into spirits, or into the Illustrated News, or perhaps cut it into two halves, poor dear little thing, and sent one to Professor Owen, and one to Professor Huxley, to see what they would each say about it.