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.

The idol is the measure of the worshipper.

As one lamp lights another, nor grows less,So nobleness enkindleth nobleness.

Now on the hills I hear the thunder mutter... Nearer and nearer rolls the thunder-clap, - You can hear the quick heart of the tempest beat.... Look! look! that livid flash! And instantly follows the rattling thunder, As if some cloud-crag, split asunder, Fell, splintering with a ruinous crash, On the Earth, which crouches in silence under; And now a solid gray wall of rain Shuts off the landscape, mile by mile.

The brain can be easy to buy, but the heart never comes to market.

True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean; it is not memory but judgment.

In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.