How slight a chance may raise or sink a soul!
The long days are no happier than the short ones.
America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.
Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.
None but God can fill the perfect whole.
The value of a thought cannot be told.