Think not because no man sees, such things will remain unseen.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

Every great poem is in itself limited by necessity, but in its suggestions unlimited and infinite.

He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.

Welcome, Disappointment! Thy hand is cold and hard, but it is the hand of a friend. Thy voice is stern and harsh, but it is the voice of a friend. Oh, there is something sublime in calm endurance, something sublime in the resolute, fixed purpose of suffering without complaining, which makes disappointment oftentimes better than success!

I love an author the more for having been himself a lover of books.

No man is so poor as that. As well might the mountain streamlets say they have nothing worth giving to the sea, because they are not rivers. Give what you have. To some one, it may be better than you dare to think.