America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.
O, there is naught on earth worth being known but God and our own souls!
It matters not how long we live but how.
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.
All things that speak of heaven speak of peace.
Every believer is God's miracle.