Some day the soft Ideal that we wooed confronts us fiercely, foe-beset, pursued, and cries reproachful: Was it then my praise, and not myself was loved? Prove now thy truth; I claim of thee the promise of thy youth.
James Russell LowellThere is no better ballast for keeping the mind steady on its keel, and saving it from all risk of crankiness, than business.
James Russell LowellIt is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man is tested.
James Russell Lowell