Success is not something to wait for, it is something to work for.

Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.

The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colorless when unbroken.

Let us then be up and doing, With a heart for any fate, Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.

Look, then, into thine heart, and write! Yes, into Life's deep stream! All forms of sorrow and delight, All solemn Voices of the Night, That can soothe thee, or affright, - Be these henceforth thy theme. (excerpt from "Voices of the Night")