Nothing seemed impossible in the beginning.

Love is apt to make lunatics of even men and saints.

Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.

Poor dull Concord. Nothing colorful has come through here since the Redcoats.

A faithful friend is a strong defense; And he that hath found him hath found a treasure.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.

And the good fairy said, I won't leave you money or pretty dresses but I will leave you the spirit to seek your fortune from your own efforts.