The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone.

When Christ ascended Triumphantly from star to star He left the gates of Heaven ajar.

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

Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors.

We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.

Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery!

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