In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.

A ship is a beauty and a mystery wherever we see it.

What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.

To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization.

The ship, built on one element, but designed to have its life in another, seemed an image of the soul, formed and fashioned with many a weary hammer-stroke in this life, but finding its true element only when it sails out into the ocean of eternity.

Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.

Why don't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?