All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.

The dandelions and buttercups gild all the lawn: the drowsy bee stumbles among the clover tops, and summer sweetens all to me.

Earth's biggest country 's gut her soul, An' risen up earth's greatest nation.

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

All God's angels come to us disguised.

It is only the intellect that can be thoroughly and hideously wicked. It can forget everything in the attainment of its ends. The heart recoils; in its retired some drops of childhood's dew still linger, defying manhood's fiery noon.

Truth always has a bewitching savor of newness in it, and novelty at the first taste recalls that original sweetness to the tongue; but alas for him who would make the one a substitute for the other.