A noble deed is a step towards heaven.

The cry of the soul is for freedom. It longs for liberty, from the date of its first conscious moments.

This world of sense, built by the imagination--how fair and foul it is! Like a fairy island in the sea of life, it smiles in sunlight and sleeps in green, known of the world not by communion of knowledge, but by personal, secret discovery!

Childhood may do without a grand purpose, but manhood cannot.

Every man's powers have relation to some kind of work; and whenever he finds that kind of work which he can do best--that to which his powers are best adapted--he finds that which will give him the best development, and that by which he can best build up, or make, his manhood.

It is not a question how much a man knows, but what use he can make of what he knows.

Joys divided are increased.