Many have genius, but, wanting art, are forever dumb. The two must go together to form the great poet, painter, or sculptor.

The greatest grace of a gift, perhaps, is that it anticipates and admits of no return.

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

A great sorrow, like a mariner's quadrant, brings the sun at noon down to the horizon, and we learn where we are on the sea of life.

Truly, this world can go on without us, if we would but think so.

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

Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.