In the hour of strait and need, we measure men's stature not by the body, but the soul!

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

He that fancies himself very enlightened, because he sees the deficiencies of others, may be very ignorant, because he has not studied his own.

There are two lives to each of us, the life of our actions, and the life of our minds and hearts. History reveals men's deeds and their outward characters, but not themselves. There is a secret self that has its own life, unpenetrated and unguessed.

There is certainly something of exquisite kindness and thoughtful benevolence in that rarest of gifts,--fine breeding.

The affections are immortal! They are the sympathies which unite the ceaseless generations.

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.