I am one of the sort that lives by throwing stones at other people's glass houses, but I never mean to put up one for them to stone.

Praise is sunshine; it warms, it inspires, it promotes growth; blame and rebuke are rain and hail; they beat down and bedraggle, even though they may at times be necessary.

There is no phase of the Italian mind that has not found expression in its music.

Greek is the morning land of languages, and has the freshness of early dew in it which will never exhale.

Money is a great help everywhere; - can't have too much, if you get it honestly.

Sublime is the dominion of the mind over the body, that, for a time, can make flesh and nerve impregnable, and string the sinews like steel, so that the weak become so mighty!

Prayer is a long rope with a strong hold.