In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.

He gives only the worthless gold who gives from a sense of duty.

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.

Ah, in this world, where every guiding thread Ends suddenly in the one sure centre, death, The visionary hand of Might-have-been Alone can fill Desire's cup to the brim!

With every step of the recent traveler our inheritance of the wonderful is diminished. Those beautiful pictured notes of the possible are redeemed at a ruinous discount in the hard coin of the actual.

Where one person shapes their life by precept and example, there are a thousand who have shaped it by impulse and circumstances.

Once to every person and nation come the moment to decide. In the conflict of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side.