Look around for a place to sow a few seeds.

The shadow by my finger cast Divides the future from the past: Before it, sleeps the unborn hour, In darkness, and beyond thy power. Behind its unreturning line, The vanished hour, no longer thine: One hour alone is in thy hands,- The NOW on which the shadow stands.

Natural beauty and wonder are priceless heirlooms which God has bestowed upon our nation. How shall we escape the contempt of the coming generation if we suffer this irreplaceable heritage to be wasted?

There is no conflict between the Old and the New; the conflict is between the False and the True.

You can never begin to live until you dare to die.

Culture is the habit of being pleased with the best and knowing why.

Love is not getting, but giving; It is goodness, and honor, and peace and pure living.