A few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them: Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.Whatever comes from the brain carries the hue of the place it came from, and whatever comes from the heart carries the heat and color of its birthplace.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.See how he throws his baited lines about,/And plays his men as anglers play their trout.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.