The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.

Endurance is the crowning quality.

The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmured longing of the wood.

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

The time is ripe, and rotten-ripe, for change; Then let it come: I have no dread of what Is called for by the instinct of mankind. Nor think I that God's world would fall apart Because we tear a parchment more or less. Truth is eternal, but her effluence, With endless change, is fitted to the hour; Her mirror is turned forward, to reflect The promise of the future, not the past. I do not fear to follow out the truth.

Folks never understand the folks they hate.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.