Oh, how short are the days! How soon the night overtakes us!

It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.

There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful.

Know how sublime a thing it is to suffer and be strong.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

Nothing with God can be accidental.

I feel a kind of reverence for the first books of young authors. There is so much aspiration in them, so much audacious hope and trembling fear, so much of the heart's history, that all errors and shortcomings are for a while lost sight of in the amiable self assertion of youth.