I feel a kind of reverence for the first books of young authors. There is so much aspiration in them, so much audacious hope and trembling fear, so much of the heart's history, that all errors and shortcomings are for a while lost sight of in the amiable self assertion of youth.

Some must follow and some command, through all are made oclay.

People demand freedom only when they have no power.

Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.

What shall I say to you? What can I say Better than silence is?

Among the noblest in the land - Though man may count himself the least - That man I honor and revere, Who without favor, without fear, In the great city dares to stand, The friend of every friendless beast.