Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave.
Incredulity robs us of many pleasures, and gives us nothing in return.
These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred, Each softly lucent as a rounded moon; The diver Omar plucked them from their bed, Fitzgerald strung them on an English thread.
Like streams that keep a summer mind Snow-hid in Jenooary.
The better part of every man's education is that which he gives himself.
A stray hair, by its continued irritation, may give more annoyance than a smart blow.