I believe the right question to ask, respecting all ornament, is simply this; was it done with enjoyment, was the carver happy while he was about it?

It is written on the arched sky; it looks out from every star. It is the poetry of Nature; it is that which uplifts the spirit within us.

The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world... to see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion all in one.

There's no music in rest, but there's the making of music in it. And people are always missing that part of the life melody, always talking of perseverance and courage and fortitude; but patience is the finest and worthiest part of fortitude, and the rarest, too.

Living without an aim, is like sailing without a compass.

Much of the character of everyman may be read in his house.

Some slaves are scoured to their work by whips, others by their restlessness and ambition.