Good heavens, of what un costly material is our earthly happiness composed... if we only knew it. What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.

Ah, men do not know how much strength is in poise, That he goes the farthest who goes far enough.

Some kind of pace may be got out of the eeriest jade by the near prospect of oats; but the thoroughbred has the spur in his blood.

Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.

I who still pray at morning and at eve Thrice in my life perhaps have truly prayed, Thrice stirred below conscious self Have felt that perfect disenthrallment which is God.

To educate the intelligence is to expand the horizon of its wants and desires.