The human voice is the organ of the soul.

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.

We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.

Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery!

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

Not chance of birth or place has made us friends, Being oftentimes of different tongues and nations, But the endeavor for the selfsame ends, With the same hopes, and fears, and aspirations.

It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.