Music was a thing of the soul โ a rose-lipped shell that murmured of the eternal sea โ a strange bird singing the songs of another shore.
J. G. HollandA man who in the struggles of life has no home to retire to, in fact or in memory, is without life's best rewards and life's best defences.
J. G. HollandI have learned that to do one's next duty is to take a step toward all that is worth possessing.
J. G. Holland