Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowAutumn arrives like a warrior with the stain of blood upon his brazen mail. His crimson scarf is rent. His scarlet banner drips with gore. His step is like a flail upon the threshing floor.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowThe mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowThe setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow