Great truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of eternity.

In life's small things be resolute and great To keep thy muscle trained; Know'st thou when Fate Thy measure takes, or when she'll say to thee, "I find thee worthy; do this deed for me?"

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

If youth be a defect, it is one that we outgrow only too soon.

Hush! Still as death, The tempest holds his breath As from a sudden will; The rain stops short, but from the eaves You see it drop, and hear it from the leaves, All is so bodingly still.

AND what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, himself, his hungering neighbor and me.