The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.

Death is the chillness that precedes the dawn; We shudder for a moment, then awake In the broad sunshine of the other life.

Perseverance is a great element of success.

Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll.

Ah, how wonderful is the advent of the Spring!—the great annual miracle.... which no force can stay, no violence restrain, like love, that wins its way and cannot be withstood by any human power, because itself is divine power. If Spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation would there be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change!... We are like children who are astonished and delighted only by the second-hand of the clock, not by the hour-hand.

Each morning sees some task begin, each evening sees it close.