Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood.

Death is the chillness that precedes the dawn; We shudder for a moment, then awake In the broad sunshine of the other life.

Sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great.

Where'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

Silence and solitude, the soul's best friends.

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.

The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.