Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowThe heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowSimplicity is the character of the spring of life, costliness becomes its autumn; but a neatness and purity, like that of the snow-drop or lily of the valley, is the peculiar fascination of beauty, to which it lends enchantment, and gives what amiability is to the mind.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow