Wedlock's a lane where there is no turning.

One cannot make oneself, but one can sometimes help a little in the making of somebody else. It is well.

Those whose own light is quenched are often the light-bringers.

absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love.

Autumn to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,-- So rolls the changing year, and so we change; Motion so swift, we know not that we move.

To accept the inevitable; neither to struggle against it nor murmur at it-this is the great lesson of life.

One only "right" we have to assert in common with mankind--and that is as much in our hands as theirs--is the right of having something to do.