Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears.

Many people do not allow their principles to take root, but pull them up every now and then, as children do the flowers they have planted, to see if they are growing.

Where'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

Weak minds make treaties with the passions they cannot overcome, and try to purchase happiness at the expense of principle; but the resolute will of a strong man scorns such means, and struggles nobly with his foe to achieve great deeds.

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Ah! What would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.