How like they are to human things!

The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.

He looks the whole world in the face for he owes not any man.

In the mouths of many men soft words are like roses that soldiers put into the muzzles of their muskets on holidays.

The surest pledge of a deathless name Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.

Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.