These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred, Each softly lucent as a rounded moon; The diver Omar plucked them from their bed, Fitzgerald strung them on an English thread.

Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts.

[B]ut in literature, it should be remembered, a thing always becomes his at last who says it best, and thus makes it his own.

A stray hair, by its continued irritation, may give more annoyance than a smart blow.

Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession many.

Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't write, can surely review.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.