The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

New occasions teach new duties.

I willingly confess to so great a partiality for trees as tempts me to respect a man in exact proportion to his respect for them.

The true historical genius, to our thinking, is that which can see the nobler meaning of events that are near him, as the true poet is he who detects the divine in the casual; and we somewhat suspect the depth of his insight into the past who cannot recognize the godlike of to-day under that disguise in which it always visits us.

Good luck is the willing handmaid of upright, energetic character, and conscientious observance of duty.

The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all weathers is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of experience.

Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.