The long days are no happier than the short ones.

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.

O, there is naught on earth worth being known but God and our own souls!

Let us think less of men and more of God.

Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.

If all were rich, gold would be penniless.

It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.