We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.

I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.

Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.

The men that women marry, And why they marry them, will always be A marvel and a mystery to the world.

There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful.

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.