There is no hour that has not its births of gladness and despair, no morning brightness that does not bring new sickness to desolation as well as new forces to genius and love. There are so many of us, and our lots are so different, what wonder that Nature's mood is often in harsh contrast with the great crisis of our lives?

Of all forms of human error, prophesy is the most avoidable.

Genius at first is little more than a great capacity for receiving discipline.

Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.

Fatally powerful as religious systems have been, human nature is stronger and wider, and though dogmas may hamper they cannot absolutely repress its growth.

I like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one's mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.

So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world.