The human voice is the organ of the soul.

Authors must not, like Chinese soldiers, expect to win victories by turning somersets in the air.

As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so change of studies a dull brain.

Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and silence.

Stars of earth, these golden flowers; emblems of our own great resurrection; emblems of the bright and better land.

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!

Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.