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

The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.

Welcome, Disappointment! Thy hand is cold and hard, but it is the hand of a friend. Thy voice is stern and harsh, but it is the voice of a friend. Oh, there is something sublime in calm endurance, something sublime in the resolute, fixed purpose of suffering without complaining, which makes disappointment oftentimes better than success!

The day is done; and slowly from the scene the stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, and puts them back into his golden quiver!

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea

A Lady with a Lamp shall stand In the great history of the land, A noble type of good, Heroic womanhood.

The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.