Wouldst thou ever roam abroad? See, what is good lies by thy side. Only learn to catch happiness, for happiness is ever by you.

Every offense is avenged on earth.

What dazzles, for the moment spends its spirit; Whats genuine, shall posterity inherit.

The Woman-Soul leadeth us upward and on!

Art is long, life short, judgment difficult, opportunity transient. To act is easy, to think is hard; to act according to our thought is troublesome. Every beginning is cheerful: the threshold is the place of expectation.

One cannot develop taste from what is of average quality but only from the very best.

Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.