The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances
There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.