Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowWhere'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowOh, how beautiful is the summer night, which is not night, but a sunless, yet unclouded, day, descending upon earth with dews and shadows and refreshing coolness! How beautiful the long mild twilight, which, like a silver clasp, unites today with yesterday!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow