The true ideal is not opposed to the real but lies in it; and blessed are the eyes that find it.

I tell ye wut, my judgment is you're pooty sure to fail, Ez long 'z the head keeps turnin' back for counsel to the the tail.

Children are God's Apostles, sent forth, day by day, to preach of love, and hope, and peace.

When I was a beggarly boy, And lived in a cellar damp, I had not a friend nor a toy, But I had Aladdin's lamp.

In the earliest ages science was poetry, as in the later poetry has become science.

Attention is the stuff that memory is made of, and memory is accumulated genius.

Old events have modern meanings; only that survives of past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.