The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still; the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.

Where Christ brings His cross He brings His presence; and where He is none are desolate, and there is no room for despair.

The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near.

Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.

I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

A great man leaves clean work behind him, and requires no sweeper up of the chips.