I was not born to be forced.

We are constantly invited to be who we are.

We do not learn much from learned books, but from true, sincere, human books, from frank and honest biographies.

All change is a miracle to contemplate, but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant.

We are more anxious to speak than to be heard.

We have not so good a right to hate any as our Friend.

What do the botanists know? Our lives should go between the lichen and the bark. The eye may see for the hand, but not for the mind. We are still being born, and have as yet but a dim vision of sea and land, sun, moon, and stars, and shall not see clearly till after nine days at least.