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

As the heart is, so is love to the heart. It partakes of its strength or weakness, its health or disease.

Chill air and wintry winds! My ear has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the opening year, I listen, and it cheers me long.

Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent.

We waste our best years in distilling the sweetest flowers of life into potions which, after all, do not immortalize, but only intoxicate.

I will be a man among men; and no longer a dreamer among shadows.

The prayer of Ajax was for light.