Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.

People of a lively imagination are generally curious, and always so when a little in love.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

A spirit of criticism, if indulged in, leads to a censoriousness of disposition that is destructive of all nobler feeling. The man who lives to find faults has a miserable mission.

Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time.

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

Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.