Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent.

Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood; as the Emperors signed their names in green ink when under age, but when of age, in purple.

Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.

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.

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.

O thou sculptor, painter, poet! Take this lesson to thy heart: That is best which lieth nearest; Shape from that thy work of art.

If I am not worth the wooing, I surely am not worth the winning!