Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.

Life is the gift of God, and is divine.

An enlightened mind is not hoodwinked; it is not shut up in a gloomy prison till it thinks the walls of its dungeon the limits of the universe, and the reach of its own chain the outer verge of intelligence.

See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.

It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved.