Being all fashioned of the self-same dust, let us be merciful as well as just

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

The poor too often turn away unheard, From hearts that shut against them with a sound That will be heard in heaven.

Know how sublime a thing it is to suffer and be strong.

The Nile, forever new and old, Among the living and the dead, Its mighty, mystic stream has rolled.

How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!

I am never indifferent, and never pretend to be, to what people say or think of my books. They are my children, and I like to have them liked.