Large charity doth never soil, but only whitens soft white hands.

It is not the insurrections of ignorance that are dangerous, but the revolts of the intelligence.

It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man is tested.

I love her with a love as still As a broad river's peaceful might, Which by high tower and lowly mill, Goes wandering at its own will, And yet does ever flow aright.

Over all life broods Poesy, like the calm blue sky with its motherly, rebuking face. She is the great reformer, and where the love of her is strong and healthy, wickedness and wrong cannot long prevail.

Sentiment is intellectualized emotion; emotion precipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.

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