It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a man's death hallows him anew to us; as if life were not sacred too.

We are apt to think it the finest era of the world when America was beginning to be discovered, when a bold sailor, even if he were wrecked, might alight on a new kingdom.

We have all our secret sins; and if we knew ourselves we should not judge each other harshly.

Few things hold the perception more thoroughly captive than anxiety about what we have got to say

There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.

We learn words by rote, but not their meaning; that must be paid for with our life-blood, and printed in the subtle fibres of our nerves.

Nature repairs her ravages,--repairs them with her sunshine and with human labor.