A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.

I am glad to think I am not bound to make the world go right, but only to discover and to do, with cheerful heart, the work that God appoints.

People newly emerged from obscurity generally launch out into indiscriminate display.

How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.

we wish for more in life rather than more of it.

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.

There's no dew left on the daisies and clover; there's no rain left in heaven.