Some have supposed that the mosquito is of a devout turn, and never will partake of a meal without first saying grace. The devotions of some men are but a preface to blood-sucking.

He who only does not appreciate floral beauty is to be pitied like any other man who is born imperfect. It is a misfortune not unlike blindness.

There is a power in the human mind ... to see things as they are ... but there is equally a power to see things as they might be.

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.

Are they dead that yet speak louder than we can speak, and a more universal language? Are they dead that yet act? Are they dead that yet move upon society and inspire the people with nobler motives and more heroic patriotism?

It is not when the cable lies coiled up on the deck that you know how strong or how weak it is; it is when it is put to the test.

That state of mind in which a man is impressed with invisible things is faith.