To how many is the death of the beloved the parent of faith!

Dream manfully and nobly, and thy dreams shall be prophets.

The astronomer who catalogues the stars cannot add one atom to the universe; the poet can call an universe from the atom.

Men never forgive those in whom there is nothing to pardon.

More bounteous run rivers when the ice that locked their flow melts into their waters. And when fine natures relent, their kindness is swelled by the thaw.

Expression is the mystery of beauty.

If there is a virtue in the world at which we should always aim, it is cheerfulness.